{"id":865,"date":"2012-11-13T19:40:22","date_gmt":"2012-11-13T19:40:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ultimatejoy.wordpress.com\/?p=811"},"modified":"2012-11-13T19:40:22","modified_gmt":"2012-11-13T19:40:22","slug":"tears","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/?p=865","title":{"rendered":"Tears"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019ve always had a tender heart. When first married, my husband was astounded by how much I cried. \u201cShe even cries at commercials,\u201d he\u2019d explain to friends in utter frustration. For a thinker like him, living with a feeler like me\u00a0became a difficult transition.<\/p>\n<p>But I love my tears \u2013 even when they embarrass me, like when I am seeing a movie with friends. I look around and it seems I am the only one in the theater moved to tears by the intensity of the scene on the screen. \u201cGeez, Myra, get with it! You are an adult,\u201d I silently scold myself.<\/p>\n<p>But we all cry. And we cry for different things: happiness, sadness, feeling overwhelmed, hopelessness or even just plain tiredness.<\/p>\n<p>Tears also have a purpose. They are a great stress reliever; they lubricate our eyes; remove irritants and contain antibodies to fight infection. How cool is that!<\/p>\n<p>But what I like best about tears is that they express emotions so powerful they simply can\u2019t be conveyed in words. Tears capture it all \u2013 the disappointment, the defeat, the drama. Messy and bold, striking thoughts jumbled in water, they are an effective way of letting go. My tears remind me I must embrace rest, grace, prayer and self-care. <a href=\"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/mp900178845.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-812\" title=\"MP900178845\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/mp900178845.jpg?w=300\" height=\"200\" width=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>But not because I want to rid myself of crying. Oh no, quite the opposite!<\/p>\n<p>Psalm 56:8 states: <i>You have put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your Book?<\/i> All my tears stored in God\u2019s bottle! What wonderful imagery of God nurturing me.<\/p>\n<p>Tears are honest and they are about admitting need, even when tears of joy are shed. They call out to the sense and strength of God\u2019s spirit. Of realizing life is about being instructed by God\u2019s voice and not fear and weakness. Tears are about grounding yourself to God at time when sifting through life\u2019s intense emotions requires a greater perspective.<\/p>\n<p>Tears remind me of the discipline of holding on to God; of accepting His choices for my life. For they are the ones that will ultimately set me free and get me through stressful seasons. And God is all about making the unbearable bearable through His presence. Following in His footsteps brings a clear-mindedness not possible at the height of a whirling, intense season.<\/p>\n<p>Tears cut to the quick. They tell us we are over our heads and need to rush into God\u2019s arms to find safety, love and acceptance.<\/p>\n<p>The bottle God created to hold my tears may be much larger than most, but that\u2019s what brings joy to my heart. For each tear was a pathway to understanding the supreme love God has for me.<\/p>\n<p><i>What are some of your practices for rushing into God\u2019s arms when you are in the midst of a rough, intense crying spell?<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I\u2019ve always had a tender heart. When first married, my husband was astounded by how much I cried. \u201cShe even cries at commercials,\u201d he\u2019d explain to friends in utter frustration. For a thinker like him, living with a feeler like me\u00a0became a difficult transition. But I love my tears \u2013 even when they embarrass me, [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3,4,5],"tags":[6,13,48,18,23,24,27],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/865"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=865"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/865\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=865"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=865"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/myrawells.com\/wp\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=865"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}