For a month now I’ve named how wonderful life is with all of my blessings. Thanking God for warmth and comfort and security. All things that are worthy of thankfulness because they make his presence known right here. And they allow me to see him the way that fits right for me. Oh, that’s the God I hear and know and talk to – the one that gives me good things. Things I ask for and expect. He is a God that loves me.
The tear that fell when . . .
I lost my first friend at ten years old.
I didn’t fit in with anyone around me.
I was homesick and just wanted to come home.
that college didn’t want me.
my boyfriend didn’t choose me.
I sat lonely in an empty apartment.
I looked at my mom for the last time.
gossip and slander took a friendship.
my husband struggled to stay alive.
I saw the baby I wish I had.
I still don’t know where I’m going.
I realized I am still so broken.
My thankfulness is based on ultimatums and ones that I hold to tight. If you give me, then I will give back thanks in return. Thankfulness is for the easy, but what about for those tears that fell? Are they not worthy too?
Without them I would be a wreck of a person not knowing my own purpose. For those tears may not have given me easy pleasantries, but they make the pleasantries possible.
Hope. Strength. Comfort. Perseverance. Worth. Protection. Faith. Rebirth. Purpose. Surrender. Wisdom. Humility.
God doesn’t fit into my tears as nicely. But I think they’re still worth his praise. So today for each fallen tear I thank him and look from where he’s brought me.
“Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus.”
1 Thessalonians 5:18
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