No More Tears

(Repost)

“Whew!”  That is about all I can say right now.  How about you?  Is your heart heavy and hurting?  It seems that everywhere I turn, people are in great pain.

I must admit that I have been crying my share of tears this year, even just this month; yes, even just this week.  Difficulties just pile and pile on.  Relentless.  Tears cried in a hospital.  Tears cried at a memorial service.  Tears cried in my home.  Tears cried in anger.  Tears cried in pain.  Tears cried in disappointment, frustration, offense, … .

Well, I have news for you, for us.  For those of us who have Jesus as our Savior, someday there are not going to be any more tears.  No more hospital tears, funeral tears, angry tears, pains-of-all-kinds tears.  Nope.  Not a one.

“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.”  (Revelation 21:4 KJV)

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Francee Strain, November 15, 2017

Photo by Francee Strain

No More Tears

“Whew!”  That is about all I can say right now.  How about you?  Is your heart heavy and hurting?  It seems that everywhere I turn, people are in great pain.

I must admit that I have been crying my share of tears this year, even just this month; yes, even just this week.  Difficulties just pile and pile on.  Relentless.  Tears cried in a hospital.  Tears cried at a memorial service.  Tears cried in my home.  Tears cried in anger.  Tears cried in pain.  Tears cried in disappointment, frustration, offense, … .

Well, I have news for you, for us.  For those of us who have Jesus as our Savior, someday there are not going to be any more tears.  No more hospital tears, funeral tears, angry tears, pains-of-all-kinds tears.  Nope.  Not a one.

“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.”  (Revelation 21:4 KJV)

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Francee Strain, November 15, 2017

Photo by Francee Strain

The God of the Brokenhearted

Why is this happening to me?  This is not what I had planned for my life.  This is not what I signed up for.  This is not where I thought I would be by now.  Castles crumbling all around me.  Teardrops falling relentlessly.  Cold hearts.  Cold glares.  Empty words.  Unfulfilled promises.  Brokenness everywhere I look.  Brokenness in them … and brokenness in me.  We are broken and we are brokenhearted.

We are brokenhearted because we possess broken hearts.  We have stepped out of God’s perfect design and into lives marred by sin.  Poor choices.  Wrong choices.  Hurtful choices.  Selfish choices.  And now what can we do?

We can make more choices.  Choices to mend what is broken.  Choices to ask for forgiveness.  Choices to offer forgiveness.  Choices to leave our lifestyles of sin.  We can choose to do more, be more, love more.  We can choose to live our imperfect lives with the perfect God, the God of the brokenhearted.

God sent Jesus to heal us from sin and reconcile us to Himself by His perfect sacrifice on the cross.  We can choose to believe that He did this for us and choose to ask Him to forgive us and save us.  The wounds that sin has left upon us can be healed, and our broken hearts can be made whole.

“He heals the brokenhearted
And binds up their wounds.”

Psalm 147:3 (NKJV)

 

Text and photo by Francee Strain