This. has. been. a. week!
A week of raw…
A week of ache…
A week of emptiness…
A week for tears.
A beautiful, wise grace-filled woman recently described tears as love. In the brokenness of life, when tears flow without end, God gathers our tears as little love notes to share with others when needed.
Kara Tippetts, from Mundane Faithfulness, knows that our tears reflect love and even in pain, even in dying, even in fear-we need to love. She wrote …
“That these tears are evidence of knowing love. And is their anything more important than knowing love? So weep, count your tears, look at your swollen face and know it is the fruit of love. It hurts like hell, but that pain from love- well it may be beauty at it’s purest.”
Losing a loved one leaves you empty. Knowing your time is limited leaves you wanting all life has to give. Kara lives a life of love, sharing and receiving, as she bravely shares her story. Read more here of this amazing woman, who is teaching me what it means to live well, share our stories and extend grace with each gift of a new day.
My tears flow for the loss of my mom, but knowing that each tear is a drop of love to be shared in relationships with others is a promise of all God holds in His heart. He is waiting for us, each of us, to share Him, to share love and to be brave in our own stories of grace.
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Jesus was blessed by a beautiful gift of tears, poured out as a love note for Him.
Love never ends. Let’s be that gift today!
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Aw. There is beauty in the ugly. Nobody wants to get hurt or cry, but somehow God knows we need it once in a while. 🙂
Lovely post dear.
Amen! The big ugly cry can be very cleansing. Glad you stopped by!
Praying for His tender warmth and deepest comfort to surround your aching heart, friend. Wish I lived closer so I could share a hug.
And just a bit of a prayer.
And some sacred stillness with you, dear sister …
Oh how I wish you were nearby too! The hugs, conversations and fun we would share. I’m happy just thinking of that. I cherish your prayers and know you made me smile with your kind words. Hugs and much love!
My sympathies to you in your time of loss, Mary. I have felt that loss a few times over the years, my dad, whom I was very close to, being one of them. Praying for peace and comfort for you and your family. I love your description of tears….as I also show my emotions by by way of shedding tears…in times of love, sorrow, and joy.
Blessed by these words today, Ann! I will pray for you as you feel the sense of loss and the tears flow when you least expect it. Tears can be a very beautiful thing and I am learning that more and more as I get older. Have a blessed week!
Mary, praying for God’s loving embrace to wrap you a little tighter and lifting you up in prayer this morning. Much love. xoxo
Thank you for the prayers! I can feel strength from all the love and prayers that are coming my way. God is good!
Beautiful! I’ve been thinking of you this week. Let’s catch up soon! xoxo
I can feel your positive thoughts! Thank you for being here! Yes, we need to catch up soon! Love you!
Mary, I am so sorry to hear about your loss. Tears flow when we think of our loved ones who are no longer here. I know it is not easy when we miss them so much. But there is a hopeful verse. Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Matthew 5:4
I love the verse, Verona! I will hold it close on the days when I am feeling the emptiness the most. I am so blessed you stopped by to encourage me today. It means so much. Blessings!
I lost my mother when I was four years old. Almost 50 years later, I still feel her loss every day, but always more acutely when that “time,” comes around each year. As you know, her death irrevocably changed my life forever and I ache for that time I never got to share with her and the childhood I never got to enjoy. My prayers and heart go out to you.
Lynne-I do know your story and you are an amazing woman who lives with a heart for others. You were blessed with the spirit of a mom and you give your all to your own kids and to your students. Please know you are in my prayers daily and I appreciate your prayers and kind words today. Love you friend!
Oh friend, my heart hurts for you. I pray that God would reach down and comfort you. Kara’s story, as hard as it is, is inspiring and pushes me toward the Father. Makes me want to live my life to the fullest. Hugs!
I am blessed by Kara’s story because she teaches through her words what living a life with meaning is all about. I am also always blessed by your open heart and warm words of encouragement and prayer. Praying we hug in person some day. Hugs and much love!
Mary, Mary, I am following you over from Lisha’s. After reading her beautiful post and then seeing yours, I want to tell you that as sisters in Christ, we share much. Even more, we share the beauty of our mothers and now the loss we feel here on earth. My Mama will be gone 2 years on 1/30/2015 so I, too, am feeling the tightness in my chest and the tears welling up often and the pondering a picture or three of her for I am missing her so. She was here near me and in my care for 15 years. I feel the empty space where she was and I miss the love that she always gave me.
One day, Mary, we shall be with them and with our Jesus. I hold you in my prayers.
Caring through Christ, ~ linda
I know I’ve read some of your story about your mom before and I’m told that it will get easier. But there will always be an empty spot that aches because we have lost our moms and we never stop needing our mommas. I look forward to the day when we meet our loved ones again because I know it will be glorious. I will be praying for you and all those who are grieving a loss. Blessed by your kind words and warm embrace of words.
Sitting here with tears for my dear sister Mary. Diagnosed with breast cancer a couple months ago, stage one but the kind she has needs chemo. So much to be thankful for…finding it early, tumor removed easily. Yet the hair started falling out, just 11 days out from her first treatment, and it hit hard. I am thankful that she has a promising recovery from this and she will enjoy her grandchildren for years to come. But I grieve with her over the loss of her health and her hair, even if it’s temporary. My tears shared with you.