Holy Tears in the Quiet Shadows
You slipped out of the room just as they walked past, eyes fixed on something else, missing the tremor in your hands. Now you sit in the quiet, wearing the face you made for them, while the real you shakes apart in the shadows.
You think this hiding makes you a fraud, a parent failing at the one job that matters. But the light does not demand a performance; it sees the tears you swallowed and calls them holy.
It knows the weight you carried out of that room was not weakness, but a fierce, silent love. You are not the mask you wear to keep them safe.
You are the light that burns even when no one is looking.
Drawing from
John 8:12, 1 John 3:20
Verses
John 8:12, 1 John 3:20
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