I have been reading the book of 1 Peter lately about suffering well, and it also reminded me of how Jesus wept before He suffered so that we could have everlasting joy. However, this then truly reminded me of our own tears that fall from our eyes during moments of suffering; therefore, I decided to write a post on tears; the painful song of sorrow in which we sing before the sweeter song.
Let the tears flow
Let the tears flow from thine eyes as I look towards the heavens in search of the One who will wipe them away as I stand before His presence that is lavished with the fullness of glory. Let the tears flow from my eyes as I seek the One who shed tears so that I could cry tears of happiness in His joy rather than tears of mourning in the unknown. Let the tears flow, for it is He who is magnified when I am weak, for while the fragility of my heart fails, His love is infinite and steadfast.
Let the tears flow. Let them stream out of my eyes as a river flows ever so gently down a creek in the morning as the birds sing their melodies, and let the tears take no root of bitterness, but rather taste the sweeter joy that is found in Christ and His everlasting goodness.
Let the tears within my heart flow out of my eyes so that I might see the greater good in the joy of Christ, for in Him and His sweet wonderful refuge, I am fully known, deeply loved, and in utter surrender of the One who suffered so that I could live in perfect peace.
Let my tears flow, for it is He who will wipe them away one day as I stand before His throne in utter humility and fragility, for if He can surrender His kingdom and throne to cry for me upon the cross, then I let my tears flow upon His name, for He is worthy of my praise.
My tears are not cried in vain, for in my weakness, He is made strong. As the tears flow from my eyes, the Lord is by my side guiding me to the source of His eternal peace that surpasses all understanding, which also includes the season to cry; a season necessary in seeing the tender hand of God in the wilderness as well as the promise land.
The Lord, merciful in all of His ways, deems that there is a time to have joy, but also a time to weep, and so I weep. The tears in which we sow will bring water to the ground in which the Lord can work, for though there is pain in the night, joy comes in the morning. Therefore, I let the tears cascade down my face, for in order to enter the sweet season of tenderness, I must endure the somber pain of tears that brings forth refinement within my life.
So let the tears flow. Let them bring up the refinement in which I need to be the woman who echos the faithfulness of God in all situations. Let them bring up the conviction that I need to endure before ever entering the land of honey, and let the tears flow before I ever taste the beautiful melody of the sweeter song.
Oh, let the tears flow.
The tears in which I cry will still reflect His glory, for through tear-stained eyes, I look up to the heavens and declare His faithfulness, for greater is He who ransomed my soul, for how sweet He is to me in the midst of sufferings.
The tears in which I cry bare no ability to separate me from His love, but rather they produce a form of bonding to the One who loves patiently and long lasting as the days come and go. The tears, though tired and worn, are small echoes of praise towards the One in which my soul longs for; Jesus and His beautiful throne.
The song in which I sing is a painful song of weeping, and yet even through such a painful song, His glory is still magnified through my ability to see His faithful hand in my life regardless of the current melody. In order for me to sing the sweeter song, I must also endure the season of the painful song of sorrow, for in His sorrow that He bore, He made the way to enteral life where the sweeter song rings forevermore.
So I sing the painful song of tears, for while the mourning lasts through the night as the tears flow in abundant streams, the sweeter song is beckoning beyond the horizon to be sung with new mercies. However, even with a new harmony so sweet and tranquil, His perfect goodness is just as faithful in the sweeter song as it is in the painful song, for in His painful song, victory rang true as death was defeated!
Therefore, let the tears flow.
Oh, let them flow from thine eyes as I seek the One in which my soul has been captivated by. The tears, though exhausted and salty, echo the tenderness of His glory, and may I not for one second forget of the tender mercies given to me throughout the past, for the Lord never leaves His work unfinished, for He is a God of completion, not a God of inconsistencies.
These tears are apart of the greater plan in which His sweeter song will be sung, for though one chapter of the story produces pain, such pain gives us the ability to see the perfect strength of Christ; a strength that shall never fail us even in the most weathering storms.
Therefore, let the tears flow.
Let the song of painful sorrow be sung,
For it is only a matter of time that the harmony shall change.
And when that change shall come, I want to sing the song of faithfulness within my tears so that I can greatly sing the tender mercies of the sweeter song as it rings.
Let the tears flow,
For the sweeter melody is just a key change away.
“I will lift up my eyes to the hills—
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1-2
“Through the Lord’s mercies we are not consumed,
Because His compassions fail not.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul,
“Therefore I hope in Him!” Lamentations 3:22-24
“And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”” 2 Corinthians 12:9
“For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for life;
Weeping may endure for a night,
But [a]joy comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5
“And God will 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 have passed away.”” Revelation 21:4