No Woman, No Cry

I have overactive tear ducts. I cry at the drop of a hat and can also cry pretty well on command, something that would have been handy had I pursued the life of an actress. Often my tears don't seem to be connected with anything that is happening around me. I cry when I am happy. I cry when I am sad. I cry when I am extremely angry or really for any extreme of emotion. Often I will also cry when other people are crying. I have quite often cursed this fact because I really don't feel I have much control over my tears. They really do seem to have a mind of their own. Quite often I will try to quickly wipe away a tear or play it off like there is something in my eye because I find it embarrassing. I'm always curious about people that will say that they refuse to cry over things. I have no idea how they are able to keep their composure, especially in times when I know they are facing heartbreaking circumstances. On occasion I cry for them. I wonder what they think of this blubbering mess who can't seem to get a grip on her emotions. In fact, to be honest, I'm crying now. I don't even know why. I told my husband, "I'm writing a blog about crying, so I'm crying." He replied, "You really get into it."

I have long cursed my inability to keep my emotions in check. I know you must have heard someone in your life say that crying is a sign of weakness. I definitely have. So now every time someone sees me break down I feel weak, pathetic and very vulnerable... Until today. Today, for the first time, I started to think about my crying a little differently. My tears might be a comfort to some people. I hope that when they see my they know that I am someone that feels their pain with them. That I am sorry they have to go threw whatever it is they are dealing with. I hope they see someone that cares for them and is sad that they have this pain in their life. I want them to know that I would do what I can to help. I hope that they see love in my eyes. Though I might not have ever experienced anything like what they are going threw I hope that those around me know that I will rejoice when they rejoice, and of course, weep when they weep.

I'm grateful for this big revelation from a very small verse. John 11:35 Jesus wept.

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