Good morning from Mesquite. It’s Thursday, June 25.
There are tears no one ever sees. The ones that come late at night when the house is quiet and the brave face you wore all day finally gives way. The ones you cry in the car before you walk through the door so no one knows how close to the edge you really are. The ones that have no words attached, just a deep aching that you cannot quite name or explain. You have become skilled at keeping them hidden, and most days no one suspects how much you are carrying beneath the surface.
But God sees every one of them.
David wrote with striking intimacy, “You number my wanderings; put my tears in Your bottle; are they not in Your book?” (Psalm 56:8, NKJV). In the ancient world, mourners sometimes carried small vessels called lachrymatory flasks, tear bottles, to collect their tears as an act of remembrance. David reaches for that image to say something extraordinary about the nature of God. Not a single tear you have ever wept has fallen unnoticed. The Lord has kept them all, every one recorded, every one remembered, every one precious to Him.
This is not a God who stands at a distance and observes your suffering with detachment. This is a God who leans in close, who counts what you cry, who treats your private pain as something worth preserving. The tears you thought disappeared into the dark were gathered by hands that love you more than you have yet understood.
I have talked with people who felt guilty for struggling, as if their private pain was a burden they should not bring to God, as if He had more important things to attend to than the quiet grief of one person crying alone. But the God of Scripture is not too busy or too grand for your private sorrow. He is the God who notices sparrows and numbers the hairs on your head. Of course He sees your tears. Of course they matter to Him.
You do not have to perform strength for an audience of One. He already knows what the brave face is costing you, and He is not asking you to keep it on in His presence. Let Him see what you have been hiding. Let Him be near in the place where you have been alone. The tears you cry in private are not invisible to the One who loves you most.
Will you let God into the private places where you have been crying alone, trusting that He sees, He knows, and He cares deeply for you?
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