Psalm 56:8 “You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” (NLT)
I could feel a warm liquid trickle down my face,
It went down slowly, a drop on each cheek,
Trickling all the way down to my chin.
I wished I had a bottle to store these tears,
So I would not have to keep crying over and over,
Because of the heart-wrenching pain in my heart.
Then the Lord reminded me that every one of these tears,
Were tears in His bottle, not mine.
Psalm 42:3 ‘“Day and night I have only tears for food, while my enemies continually taunt me, saying, “Where is this God of yours?”’ (NLT)
Would these tears never end?
At dawn, they were there; in the evening, they were there.
In the dead of night, they kept me awake, forming a damp patch on my pillow.
I could barely keep track of all of them; they were too many and too frequent.
But the Lord did – in His book.
Because…
They were tears in His bottle, not mine.
Psalm 6:6 “I am worn out from sobbing. All night I flood my bed with weeping, drenching it with my tears.” (NLT)
I was tired. Tired of crying. Tired of seeing the tears.
I could not understand why the Lord would not comfort me when I needed it the most.
Then I remembered that He stores my tears in His bottle.
And records them in His book.
Why would He do this? Is a tear that important?
To the Lord, yes.
Every tear matters to Him,
Because they are tears in His bottle, not mine.
With each teardrop, the Lord felt my pain.
With each trickle, He felt my grief.
With each sob, He felt my anguish.
As He recorded each tear, He began to intercede for me.
The wordless groans of His prayers a result of these recorded tears.
Prayers birthed from a single teardrop.
Every tear mattered to Him,
Because they were tears in His bottle, not mine.
What happened to the tears in the bottle?
They were replaced with shouts of joy,
Shouts of hope and shouts of praise.
The Lord took the burden behind those tears,
And carried it on my behalf.
I was now burden-free and full of joy.
And I was thankful to the Lord that every tear matters to Him,
Because they are tears in His bottle, not mine.
Psalm 30:5b “Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning.” (NLT)
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