The Uncertain

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“The Uncertain Ones”

They came from everywhere — the quiet, the broken, the unsure. Some from crowded cities, some from lonely rooms. Each of them felt something inside, a flicker they couldn’t explain — like a lamp under dust. They weren’t sure if they were Lightworkers or just dreamers tired of the dark.

One night, they found themselves in an old community hall in the Bronx. A man named Kenneth stood before them, speaking not from a script, but from truth. “If you feel drawn to help, to heal, to lift someone else when you’re tired yourself — that’s not coincidence. That’s your spirit remembering its assignment.”

The room fell silent. A woman who had been through heartbreak raised her hand and said, “But what if I’m not strong enough?” Kenneth smiled softly. “Lightworkers don’t start strong — they shine because they’ve been cracked open. God’s light leaks through the places that hurt.”

And one by one, heads began to lift. The unsure became the awakening. The lost began to glow from within.
They left that hall not with titles or certainty, but with something better — purpose. Because being a Lightworker isn’t about knowing who you are from the start. It’s about saying yes to love, even when you don’t understand it yet.

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