There is something holy about the moment we stop hiding. This piece is about laying down the mask — the polished version of ourselves we sometimes carry to look strong, perfect, or okay. But before God, we do not have to pretend. Poverty of spirit is not weakness in a shameful way; it is honest humility. It is coming before Him with open hands and a truthful heart. In the mirror, there is no darkness waiting. No rejection. No shame. Only a glowing path of grace, peace, and light. Sometimes the doorway to healing begins the moment we whisper, “Lord, this is who I really am.” “Blessed are the poor…