Be the Lighthouse, Not the Rescue Boat

For a long time, I thought love meant carrying more.

Understanding more.
Forgiving more.
Trying harder.
Stepping in before someone fell.

But somewhere along the way, I learned that love and rescue are not the same thing.

Rescue says, “You cannot do this without me.”

Love says, “I believe you can.”

I can offer a hand, a light, a truth, a boundary, a place to rest. But I cannot do someone else’s becoming for them.

I want to be the lighthouse now.

Steady.
Rooted.
Bright enough to help someone find their way.

But still trusting them to steer.