I cry much too easily. It’s almost as if other people have a valve on their tear ducts that they can control, whereas I don’t.
It first became an embarrassment to me when I was five. I was in grade one and tended to be a goody-goody. When the teacher said “No talking,” I didn’t talk. Not so the other members of my class. Finally the teacher warned, “If you don’t stop talking I am going to smack you all!”
They didn’t and she did. Smacks on the hand with a ruler for every one of us. Who do you think was the only one to cry? It was not only the pain but the whole unfairness of it.
It’s embarrassing enough when one is five and in the first year of school. How much worse is it when one is a teenager? I remember a Scripture Union camp where in our small groups we could ask for prayer. My prayer was that I wouldn’t cry so easily.
God didn’t answer that prayer. Now I am one year short of seventy and I still cry too easily. My granddaughter of seven knows that there are certain books Granny can’t read without crying. They are books about abandoned kittens or lost puppies or lonely little girls. My sons know me well. If we are watching a movie together, one or other of them will pass me a tissue or two during the sad bits.
It is good to know that Jesus wept (John 11:35.) I don’t think He wept quite as often as I do, however.
There are other references to tears in the Bible and they bring me some comfort. David says, “Put my tears into Your bottle;” (Psalm 56:8b NKJV.) God will certainly need a large bottle for my tears! It is comforting to know that God cares – that He feels for my sadness, disappointment or loss. He understands.
The best is yet to come. “And God shall wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things are passed away. Then He who sat on the throne said, ‘Behold, I make all things new.'” (Rev 21:4-5a NKJV)
I can’t wait.
This post is part of Streams of Consciousness Saturday. The prompt is the word, “boo.”