The past few years---the tears finally overflowed the dam--and I cried rivers of tears.  I cried without provocation--with provocation--and sometimes without realizing--the tears flowed and flowed.  Thankfully---I am past that now---the tears have dried up---I cry no more--


When I see an amazing sunrise

When I see the sun slip away for the day

When I am reunited with a dear friend

When I must leave a sweet friend 

When I hear a baby cry

When I hear a baby laugh

When I see  the glory of God's creation

When the dark of the night surrounds me

When someone sings "Great is Thy Faithfulness"

When someone sings "Amazing Grace"

When a baby is born

When a dear one dies

Yes--except for these few exceptions---my tears have all dried up--I cry no more.


In a moment of worship

In the beauty of a song

In the thrill of adventure

In the glory of the mountaintop
In the rush of the tides

In the memory of sweet times

In the promise of eternity

In the warmth of home

In the beauty of nature

In the arms of a sweet grand

In a moment of perfect peace

In the presence of Jesus

THOSE--are the only times I cry now

Perhaps there are more tears than I suspect--but there is a difference-
a stark difference in the tears of today and the tears of yesterday.  
Yesterday's tears came from a broken heart--the death of something precious--the end of a season.  Today's tears---thankfully--mostly come from a deep joy---a profound peace---a sure knowledge---of The One who has held every tear--counted them--and faithfully holds me as I cry.

Praise Him--for my tears.

You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.
Psalm 56:8


  1. What a beautiful psalm of praise, Lulu! I sing along with you ... and yes, those tears emerge for very good reasons.

    1. I praise Him for His presence as each tear fell--good times and bad---HE is faithfully by my side!
      Bless You, Dear Friend!

  2. I pray that you may be for ever consoled.

    God bless.

  3. That was beautiful. I don't cry much. That little ability was stilted by a violently abusive father. I didn't DARE show any emotion around him for fear of his ire. I had to learn early to keep my own counsel. So, I only tear up when I'm really, really, really upset or moved and even then it's uncomfortable.
    Hope your day is blessed. ~:)

    1. Ah, Sparky--I was raised in the Victorian adage that one did not show their emotions---ANY of them. God broke that dam a few years ago. I totally understand what you are saying though!
      Blessings, Friend!

  4. I think this is my favorite!!! As a fellow cry er, I once asked God to please help me turn off the waterworks. But now I realize how cleansing those tears were and how beautiful they are. Thank you for today's blessing. love you

    1. Does it not amaze you that He holds every tear ? Those tears are healing & cleansing & the outward sign of inward Joy - a gift from Him!
      Love you!


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