“Invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away. Just let it out, my friend.”
Everybody hurts and everybody cries—some simply forlornly hold up their tears. I wrote the following in my journal at the beginning of this year:
Don’t underestimate the power of tears.
This has abided faithfully with me; the process of tears is a most faithful companion bringing a most certain sunny dawn like was never before seen—whether that is the literal to-morrow or not.
There is an amazing amount of simple and yet fundamentally powerful wisdom in the abovementioned and foregoing quotations. Anyone who will extend upon themselves these truths—in their sorrowful meandering, however they come about them—will know the place of peace; the peace provident in God.
“Tearless grief bleeds inwardly.”
~Christian Nevell Bovee.
We stress the organs not bound for grief when the heart will not do as it’s told—due often to a foolish sense of pride. The heart must be supple and obedient to the mind; the mind informing the heart, in wisdom no less, how it is to augment both body and soul, bringing them, and the unit, into oneness again.
“Let your tears come. Let them water your soul.”
Tears, we should know, facilitate the healing process. Yet, in all our tears—often due a lack of precursory evidence—we doubt the healing power of this process; the flowing tide of overwhelming emotion going uncontrollably into the morrow.
Like the growth process that we also cannot see, tears are never more certainly doing what they were designed to do. They are bringing a sunshine-destiny to the weary soul that partakes of its gently abiding tranquil grace.
“The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.”
~John Vance Cheney.
The evidence of rain—after the event—is the rainbow.
The rainbow is pretty and indeed miraculous. It signals something dark is ended—for the time being. The rainbow—meteorologically and spiritually—we’d all perhaps agree, is something for which nature and life depends.
Tears - A Faith-Held Investment
We must go with the flow and never resent the tears that overwhelm and even embarrass us. It is the compassion of Jesus all over our souls as we’re imbued—revived as it were—from the inside out.
And this is, at last, an expression of our faith, for faith invests patiently not knowing beyond doubt; but indeed it still trusts. We too must trust in our tears—the assured, eventual and incremental healing power of both those light and streaming tears—growing us, to heal us.
© 2010 S. J. Wickham.