Loosed Tears

When tears are loosed the soul breathes easier. Where words fail, tears flow.

Tears have a prose that needs no interpreter. In some mysterious way, our complex inner-communication system knows when to admit its verbal limitations. And the tears come.

Eyes that flashed and sparkled only moments before are flooded from a secret reservoir. We try in vain to restrain the flow, but even brawny men falter.

Tears are not self conscious. They can spring upon us when we are speaking in public or standing beside others who look to us for strength. Most often they appear when our soul is overwhelmed with feelings that words cannot describe.

Our tears may flow during the singing of a great, majesty’s hymn personal to us. Or when we are alone, lost in some vivid memory or wrestling in prayer. Or wordless in some despair.

Did you know that God takes special notice of those tears of mine and yours? Psalm 56:8 tells that He puts them in His bottle and enters them into the record He keeps on our lives.

David said, “The Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.”

A teardrop on earth summons the King of Heaven. Rather than being ashamed or disappointed, the Lord takes note of our inner fretting when hard times are oiled by tears. He turns these situations into moments of tenderness; He never forgets those crises in our lives where tears were shed.

One of the great drawbacks of our cold, changing society is a reluctance to show tears. For some strange reason, men feel that tears are a sign of weakness. And many adult feel to cry is to be immature. How daft! How unfortunate! The consequence is that we place a watchdog named “restraint” needlessly before our hearts. This animal is trained to bark, snap, and scare away any unexpected guest who seeks entrance.

The ultimate result is a well guarded, highly restrained, uninvolved heart surrounded by heavy bars of confinement. Such a mausoleum resembles a prison more than a home where the tender Spirit of Christ resides.

The Prophet Jeremiah lived in no such dwelling. His transparent tent was so tender and sensitive he could not preach a sermon without the interruption of tears. “The weeping prophet” became his nickname and even though he didn’t always have the words to describe his feelings, he was never at a loss to communicate his convictions. You could always depend to see Jeremiah bury his head in his hands and sob aloud, over grief of His people rejecting God.

Strange that this man was selected by God to be His personal spokesman at the most critical time of imminent captivity in Israel’s history. Seems like an unlikely choice. Unless you value tears as God does. I wonder how many tear bottles in heaven are marked with his name.

I wonder how many of them bear mine and your initials. You’ll never have many until you impound restraint and let a little tenderness run loose. You might lose a little of your practiced respectability, but you’ll have a lot more freedom. And a lot less pride. And less burden of some bottled pain t’ boot.



Lamentations 1:12-16/ 3:46-50

Jeremiah 50:4

Luke 7:36-50

15 thoughts on “Loosed Tears”

  1. We gathered the siblings together and prayed and cried. Not because it was the 4th of July but because it was our first day without dad. Normal grieving tears. The other day I was simply singing along in church (a song I didn’t know) I broke down (not normal tears for me) but somehow God touched me. I do want to value tears as God does. Thanks for writing this G.W.

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  2. Tears are physically, spiritually, and emotionally therapeutic. Jesus wept over Lazarus’ death. Just last week, my wife and I sobbed as I was reading aloud through the ending of Christian novelist Charles Martin’s WHERE THE RIVER ENDS. Thanks for reminding men and women that God designed the tear ducts and emotions!

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    1. Yes. Exactly. Tears are another thoughtful gift from our Creator of all goodness. Laughter and tears. Emotional outlets for the gift of emotions. Thank you.



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