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Tears . . .

You know that song, “Tears Are a Language God Understands”? . . . Well, He made them, and I’m sure glad He understands them cause I’m having a hard time even knowing what they mean myself and I’m the one weeping buckets :)   No, it’s something else today . . . Arggg! Well, maybe a touch of that in a bit different form . . . you know strands of spagetti all tangled up in one big mess, you pull one and it affects LOTS of others . . .

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7 Responses to “Tears . . .”

  1. Elaine Says:
    January 9th, 2009 at 7:04 am

    Praying for peace for you today…

  2. Cheryl from N.C. Says:
    January 9th, 2009 at 8:05 am

    Funny thing . As I read what you said about tears. I never thought of them as a language that God understands. But its so true. This morning my own tears were sent to Him. You know in between the many strands of spaghetti is the sauce….and the seasonings….namely the SALT….we believers are the seasoning that gives a flavoring that is desirable to the world….its Jesus! Without Him a pot of pasta is just a pot of pasta. But with the Salt in us….it becomes a gourmet dish of spaghetti! And if we don’t use a fork to stir the noodles around onto it….then no one would get to enjoy and savor the dish….I’m lifting a prayer up for you this day Aimee….and by faith I know…God will bless you….

  3. Rachel Says:
    January 9th, 2009 at 10:46 am

    God cares about our tears. . . Ps. 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’m praying for you, Aimee. ~ Rachel

  4. Jean Stauffer Says:
    January 10th, 2009 at 8:22 am

    If God has been collecting all my tears He would need something a lot bigger than a bottle! Aimee, your tears show the softness of your heart, and that’s a very good thing. Just recently my friend Mary Ann Yutzy put this description of tears on her blog and I could so identify with it:

    My cousin Ken calls it “The Sponge of Sorrow”
    And I find the word picture so fascinating.
    Something in my heart,
    Soaking it up and soaking it up
    Until it can hold no more.
    And if I hold really, really still,
    And if no one touches me,
    I can hold even more.
    But if something jiggles my heart,
    Or someone hugs me unexpectedly,
    The sorrow pours out, running down my cheeks,
    Flooding them and me.
    And they don’t always understand.
    And they don’t always want to get wet.
    And sometimes their own sponge is so full
    That they can’t hold any more, either.

    I pray that there are many reasons for you to laugh between the tears.

  5. Aunt Doris Jean Says:
    January 10th, 2009 at 8:38 am

    Someday you will remember this time of struggle as a time of growth and strength.

    Love and Blessings

  6. Sylvia Says:
    January 12th, 2009 at 12:16 pm

    You’re in my thoughts & prayers, Aimee

  7. Aimee Says:
    January 12th, 2009 at 1:24 pm

    Thank you all for your loving care . . .

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