I am feeling a little melancholy today. I am comforted by the fact that God expresses sorrow in the Bible. Not over just any little thing, but some things really matter. People matter. We matter.
I anxiously await the day when God will wipe all tears from our eyes. Today is not that day (not yet anyway). So, my tears may flow. But they never flow unnoticed. They never drip down my cheeks ignored, overlooked, or unobserved. I am not just an unimportant speck in the universe. I am known. I am loved. So are you. Known and loved by Someone who allows our tears to touch His feet. If so many tears fall that we can literally wash His feet with them—so be it! He doesn’t turn us away. Or cast us aside. After all of the tears are gone listen closely. I fully expect to hear the same words that the woman in Luke 7 heard, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.” I don’t know about you but I will arise and “go in peace”. True peace. And with a song in my heart for this Man who is Incomparable.
Y me recibió, un hombre incomparable
‘te he estado esperando,’
me dijo y me sonrió. –J.A.R.