There will be days when the soul just needs to have a release. I am a naturally smiley person, and I have always been that way. There are times though were the soul yearns for a deep cleansing cry for which afterwards I feel no shame. It’s like a weight has been lifted. A flower does need sun, but if a flower had no rain it wouldn’t grow to the beautiful being that we awe in admiration .
I use to hide the emotion of shedding tears out of fear of showing weakness. However, we all have our various weaknesses for which no one is immune to. Tears aren’t just for times of sadness. Most of my tears now come from joy. I look back over my life, and I think about how in so many ways God brought me over. I can’t help but let the tears flow because God brought me a mighty long way. The cards were stacked against me in so many challenges to overcome, and the Lord saw it fit to bring me over those humps in the road. I cry out of pure praise, thankfulness, and gratitude of the Lord’s mercy towards me.
Can’t Put It Into Words
The best of friends no matter how much they love you really can’t handle the depth of what you may be feeling inside. You can’t express it into words that in human understanding despite the level of education, theology of biblical knowledge, or the most caring of hearts will be able to digest to comprehend . I have had a few moments like these where I couldn’t express how I was really feeling to anyone because if they knew the truth of the many thoughts or burdens at the time they couldn’t handle it. I go to my Heavenly Father in prayer during those times to release it all. He hears my cry out to him in my times of need, confusion, and yearning for comfort. He understands each tear drop that falls, and I don’t have to say a word.
I have grown to be more comfortable with expressing myself in the past few years. I don’t feel ashamed at all if I cry when watching a movie, being at a friend’s wedding, or watching my children from a far in awe in seeing them taking strides in growing. I tear up every time I see one of my children perform. Yeah, I’m that mom! I cry sometimes thinking of the love and scarfices my husband has shown me. I’ve cried secretly at night when I’ve endured those trying periods of losses, disappointments, and defeats. I’ve shed tears of pure soul happiness of how the Lord’s love has changed me in so many ways for the better. His love is unfailing,unyielding, and unconditional for which I know I am not worthy.God’s love for me is so pure, and when I think about it’s depths my soul cries in tears of joy. No, I am not a weeping willow tree. I’m not an emotional cry baby by a long shot. I do know that when the tears flow to just let them have their way without interference in just being in the moment in taken it for what it is.