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The Light Between Worlds

A Devotional Story about Grace Found in Silence


There are seasons when life feels like an endless forest—

"The Portal of Sacred Renewal" Copyright 2025 Cynthia B. Newby. All Rights Reserved.
"The Portal of Sacred Renewal" Copyright 2025 Cynthia B. Newby. All Rights Reserved.

dense with questions, brittle with regret. Mara walked through one of those seasons. No loud rebellion, just quiet heaviness. Years of prayers, whispered into silence, had left her heart aching for something she couldn’t name.


Then came the moment.


A glowing triangle appeared between the trees, suspended like a tear in reality. It shimmered—not with magic, but with memory and invitation. Inside its frame lay a golden valley: tranquil rivers, light-kissed meadows, mountains bowed to the sky. It wasn’t an answer. It was an echo of what healing could become.


Mara stepped through.


On the other side, there were no miraculous signs or booming revelations. Just warmth. Stillness. Grace. The kind that slowly unfurls, like forgiveness whispered over a weary soul. She returned to her world with no proof—only a gentler voice, a steadier step, and eyes that saw portals in every shadow.


She became a light for those still wandering.


Reflection Verse


Psalm 34:18 (NIV)The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”


This verse is not just comforting—it’s grounding. It reminds us that the Divine does not wait at the finish line but kneels in the wilderness with us. God’s presence is not dependent on our clarity or strength—it’s with us in our brokenness. In the context of Mara’s journey, Psalm 34:18 illustrates the sacred companionship we often overlook. Her healing began not with answers, but with the gentle assurance that she was not alone.


Closing Reflection:


The portals we long for may not open with lightning—they might shimmer quietly in the places we least expect. Healing is often found in holy silences. In Mara’s story and in our own, Psalm 34:18 reminds us that being “crushed in spirit” is not a disqualifier—it’s a doorway. And grace stands on the other side, waiting.

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