Somewhere in heaven there is a beautiful bottle with my name etched upon it by God's own hand. It carries a simple label - "Tears". Psalm 56:8 says that God collects my tears in a bottle. Over the years I have read that verse many, many times and thought it to be a very comforting concept. However, I never gave it a lot of thought until a couple of months ago when I was presented with the tears in a bottle concept in various ways over a period of two or three days. It was at that point I decided to give it a lot more thought and started seeking out information as to what it meant. There are various explanations mentioned at different sites on the web. Tears were collected in bottles by mourners to show their love for those who had passed. There were two methods listed for collection - one was to wipe the face with a cloth and then to wring the cloth out to collect the tears and the other was to simply hold the bottle at the face to collect the tears. I began to think then about collecting tears of someone I loved as they cried as God collects mine. Now this I think would be alright to do if it didn't take too long and if the person crying cooperated by sitting upright and didn't move around too much. But what about those times when the weeping lasts for hours, an entire night, is done with the hands over the face, happens while pacing in anger and frustration, takes place while curled up in a chair, or with the face buried in a pillow. I have no doubt I would not have the fortitude to continue collecting tears. I have shed many tears in each of these positions and the Psalm says God collects my tears. There are no conditions about position or place. He simply collects them. Imagine the God of the Universe in all His power and might gently coming alongside me and collecting each of my tears. Imagine Him coming alongside you and collecting yours.
Throughout my life I have cried many tears and I am sure you have as well. In the last months I have shed more than all of them combined. And God Himself has collected each one of them. My heart soars when I think of Him bending down and coming so close to me as He does so. Why?, because each of those tears is important to Him. He cares that I grieve and He loves me.
I like to think that when my husband reached heaven God showed him that bottle and perhaps even let him hold it. And now on this night of the 10 month anniversary of my beloved's passing into glory as I shed a few more tears I know that God Himself is so very close with that bottle. My husband is with God and therefore he is also with me. I am comforted and am able to let the tears flow because He is so close right now.
God stands ready with your bottle. Ready to come alongside and be so close. We are of great value to Him. Know that and be at peace.
This wonderful story brought tears to my eyes. I can just visualize God collecting my tears and putting them in a bottle with my name on it. This wonderful act of love shows us just how special we are to the heart of God! Thanks for sharing about this topic during such a tender time for your own heart. Blessings to you...ReplyDelete
Your tears matter ~ to Him and to me! Love ya :)ReplyDelete
Glad you shared this. Thanks!
This was so beautifully written. Thank you for sharing your thoughts as God directed you. I especially liked the comforting thought that your husband (my husband too) has held our bottle of tears. They have the advantage point of God's perspective with our grief. In a way (their way) they are able to hold us while we cry. That is a picture of tenderness and comfort.ReplyDelete
Beautiful, Linda! That is such a comforting verse!Delete
I love this I have read this verse so many times since my husband has past it has become a favorite of mine. You have put it into word's so beautifully.thank youReplyDelete
Oh I am so glad to have read this right now. I've heard and read this scripture, but your post is oh so wonderfully comforting.ReplyDelete
Thank you from my heart.
Well there are more tears in my bottle thanks to you beautiful post. It's been 6 years since my husband Joe moved to heaven. God bless you and your blog.ReplyDelete
Thank you so much for this. I especially liked what you said , "My husband is with God and therefore he is also with me. I am comforted and am able to let the tears flow because He is so close right now."ReplyDelete
Last week was the fifth anniversary of my husband's passing and has triggered a new wave of grief I didn't expect. Your words comforted today. God bless you and keep you on your journey.
Thank you so much for writing about that verse! I have been a widow for a few short 4 months and I have shed so many tears that sometimes I wonder if they will ever stop. I am so thankful that I have a God who understands and cares for me and other's so much that even our tears are important to Him!!!ReplyDelete