They flow at the most inconvenient of times.
They surface as stories are told,
love is shared,
rejection is felt,
beauty is seen,
loss is known,
relationships are lost,
and sorrow so deep invites them to the table.
Tears are an expression
of the depths
of that which moves.
Tears evidence movement within the soul.
Tears are invited to come out of their hiding place
by the heart
by the unknown
by the confusing
by the uncertain
by what I see
by what I read
by what I feel
by what I know.
Tears are the gift of uncovered emotion.
They are emotion out of hiding.
They are invitations to intimacy.
Tears are a gift.
Tears are the outward evidence of inward depth of feeling.
Tears are not weak.
Contrary to popular belief.
Tears are strong.
They are visions of vulnerability.
Tears tell a story.
Sometimes before the story is ready to be told
Sometimes so the story will be told.
Tears are grace.
They are the evidence of the water of life that penetrates the heart.
They are evidence of a God who creates us to be known,
Tears are invitation to relationship.
Tears are good.
I fear my tears.
they are inconvenient
they out my inward emotion
they show my humanity
they invite intimacy when I’d rather know disconnection.
Tears are powerful.
They hold truth
nakedness and freedom.
They are the captive set free.
They are release.
We… I fear my tears.
I can not control them, hold them back or release them
Tears come and go on their own schedule.
I know tears.
I know them deeply.
My tears appear when I am alone and they are my companion.
They are the window to my soul and they invite me to dance with them.
Tears evidence depth of fear
love and affection.
My tears tell a story, that at times
I need to know
and other times,
others need to know.
Tears are a gift.
They are a gift for me
they are a gift for those around me.
In these days,
where not much is familiar and I at times feel unknown,
even to myself,
remind me that I feel
that I am known
that there is transformation taking place
that my soul is alive
and that I am human.
My tears invite me to know my humanity
and make friends with her.
Blessed be the one who cries
for their tears will lead them to their soul.