Tears are something special and unique. They miraculously flow like small diamonds, or even a small trickling stream. When I consider a diamond I see pure, clear beauty. It is often used as a symbol of love and commitment. When I think of a stream I think of my childhood and playing in them, catching crawdads or frog hunting. They are moments of joy and innocence. I also think of both as pure and clean.
The other night I was struggling with my response to some mountains in my life. As a child we used to camp in the Rocky Mountains and I would see those mountains as an adventure and the opportunity to have great time with my family and to play in the streams. As an adult I look at Mountains as something in my way, it’s too hard to get over and so much work and effort. I am not embracing the adventure, the opportunity to grow closer to my Savior and the opportunity to play in the streams.
They say diamonds are a girl’s best friend. They sparkle in the sun and are a sign of being loved in many cases. A few years ago I was given the gift of a ring in the shape of a heart and it has small diamonds on it. I wear this ring and am reminded of the love of the giver.
A week ago I had been confronted with an issue in my heart that I knew I needed to deal with. It seemed to be festering. I finally prayed and handed it over to God and asked to Him to create in me a clean heart, and to renew my spirit.
When children cry sometimes we respond with frustration. “Stop that wailing child”, you may hear someone say to a frustrated mother in the store. When one of my children cries it affects me deeply. I may try to control my reaction depending on the situation. However, my heart is still touched. My children are precious and dear to me and so are their tears. If I could save every tear I would. There is something precious about the tears of a child.
Today I shed many tears. I hope they are more then just tears of hurt, anger and frustration but tears of healing, cleansing and purifying. I know that they can be priceless and a reflection of God’s love for me and his work in my heart.
Today I can say I truly reflect this verse.
Psalm 6:6 NIV
6 I am worn out from groaning;
all night long I flood my bed with weeping
and drench my couch with tears.
Yet, I claim this verse.
Psalm 126:5 NIV
5 Those who sow in tears
will reap with songs of joy.
May your tears be ones of love and cleansing. Remember that we are His children and He treasures every tear.