Sometimes tears make me feel weak. Sometimes tears make me feel like a failure. Sometimes I remember that they are there for a reason. Sometimes I remember that vulnerability is an aspect of the beauty of Christ. But this sermon changed my perspective on tears. It calls upon the Psalms of David to remind us or to reinforce the purpose of tears. If you have thirty minutes, or even maybe as a quiet time, listen. I think it will transform you as it did me. Hopefully I will find a way to pray my tears more often. (Click on the title of the blog to be redirected to the link).
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Of the many things that this sermon stirred in me, one has been that praying my tears takes me to a very different place with God. I often let my prayers flow from my head or my intellect or what I understand of a situation. I pray what I am thinking about. And while I am a fairly "feeling" person by nature and I know that even my thinking is fueled by what I feel, when I pray, I don't know that I often let my heart do so in its rawest expression. To pray my tears is to allow my heart to pray uncensored. My tears are an intimate part of me, so to pray my tears is to let the facades fall away and the walls crumble as I allow the core of myself to be that which articulates, with words or without, my cry to God.
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