You have carried My spark.
You have nurtured My flame.
And now, the Light…

It glows within you, patient and pure.
A guide in shadows, a warmth in doubt.

Why?
Because My Light is not like the sun.
My Light is a whisper, a hope, a promise, a gentle guide — all in one.
It lives in your heart.
It breathes in your soul.
It ignites your path.

And yet… to My children, I offer its strength.
Quietly. Powerfully.
Not as a blaze,
but as embers that stir and grow.

One day, child, you will know its fullness.
And when you do —
you will finally see yourself, illuminated.

Prayer:
Eternal Father,
Though the world may dim my inner light,
let me treasure every ember of Your presence.
Prepare my soul for the day when I shine with Your glory,
and let me guide others with the reflection of Your love.
Amen.