Embrace the Tears
Girls I have to tell you…the tears come. Without warning or reason.
On Monday a while back, we had errands to run when I got home from work. We went to Lowe’s, then Walmart, then filled up the truck with fuel, then ran to a “fast food” place. I ordered light…but still. It was what it was.
THEN while driving the very short distance back home, I teared up. Reason? Who knows. There doesn’t have to be a reason. It happens.
I sucked it up and squelched it back as best I could…no since in worrying Jeff. Men, including mine, do not like tears. Tears might require them to “fix” something…this something can’t be fixed. Some men instinctively know to either “hold you close” or “run” for their lives. Some don’t have a clue.
I think, judging from the past 27 years, Jeff would feel bad for not knowing what to do…but he wouldn’t run.
One morning later in that same week as I was driving to work, I felt the Lord say, “embrace” the tears. Share them with Me.
Instinctively I do talk to the Lord when tears gather, although it may not always sound like a prayer…and I don’t think it has to be a prayer. It can be a discussion. Just make sure you give Him time and space to discuss back to you. Tune your ears heavenward.
Take a few deep breaths. When I take my deep breath, I say either out loud –or to myself, “thank you Jesus”.
There are those times when the tears have a bit of an angry sting in them. From my own experience….it’s best to let God deal with those as well. He knows what is best for me. Always.
When the tears come to my eyes, I sometimes find myself pulling out old garbage that I have horded up—held onto—and sometimes it has even started to decay. Most of the time I allow the LORD to deal with the stuff, but I will be honest–there are times that it’s just too much. I stuff it back down with a very Scarlett O’Hara attitude of– “I’ll think about that tomorrow!”
That is not the right way. I know that very well.
Psalm 61:1-2 Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. (NIV)
There’s an old song that says, “Tears are a language, God understands”—and I believe only He truly understands these hormonal tears of mine.
Often you’ve wondered why tears come into your eyes
and burdens seem to be much more than you can stand.
But God is standing near, he sees your falling tears,
tears are a language God understands.
So, embrace your Father, He will embrace your tears and wipe them dry.
Trusting Him to fix me,
(I think the lyrics are written by the Booth Brothers)
I love you dear sis, praying for you.
I always feel ‘cleansed’ when I had a good cry. Most of my tears come when driving and listening to worship music. I am not saying that I love to cry 😆 , but in most cases I feel better afterward. So, I do embrace my tears.
Thank you for sharing your heart with us, Angie.
I can totally identify. Sometimes you just NEED a good cry. And I LOVE that the Lord is right there wiping every tear, and bringing comfort only He can. Thanks for sharing this. Blessings, Debbie
Love you Angie.
I SO NEEDED to read this today! Thank you for sharing.
Pausing to whisper a prayer for you. I’ve shed some tears lately myself. {hugs}