There are several reasons for tears. Crying is one; but one could also have allergies, an infection, or a foreign body. Let’s talk about tears that come from crying which happens when the lacrimal glands’ production out-match the lacrimal ducts ability to get the tears into the nose, and one begins reaching for the Kleenex (preferably, Ultra Soft), begins blubbering, and develops aphasia (can’t talk well). Over the past six months, Nancy and I have shed a few of those tears. One thing that I have observed is that women cry in a more civilized fashion than men. They always have a tissue while men go for the sleeve or blow on the grass.
I am impressed by the fact that the One Who made lacrimal glands values what they produce. Psalm 56:8 reads: “You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in your bottle. Are they not in your book?” Now, I know little of this celestial bottle; but it appears to be a secured container and highly valued by its Owner. If one could do genetic tests on the contents, I suspect one would find tears of Adam and Eve as they exited the garden, tears of the infant Moses as Pharaoh’s daughter was moved to adopt him, tears of David as he ran from Saul, tears of Jeremiah as he wept over Israel, and certainly the tears of Jesus as He wept at Lazarus’ tomb. There would even be room for the tears of all God’s people since creation. What is even more amazing is that in that bottle, one would find the tears of Dave and Nancy Morris! Yours are there as well.
This type of tears is inextricably connected to suffering. In the above passage, David adds the word “tossings” to perhaps bring to mind the restless nights, the yearning for a comfortable position, the loss of control, and the anxiety of a possibly shortened future. Nancy and I have tasted those tears.
We have also tasted tears of joy as our Lord has provided relief in the midst of disfigurement, pain, aversion to food, weakness, and yes, depression. We tasted those joyful tears this afternoon as the post-chemo PET scan report came back negative for cancer! I will meet with Dr. Patel, my oncologist, on Friday and figure out the long-term plan. But for now, we are content with simply thanking the triune God, Father, Son, and Spirit, for His present healing. Pray with us as we seek to live out our remaining days with His purpose.
Nancy and I had already planned to celebrate our forty-ninth wedding anniversary tomorrow with Diane and Katherine and our two wonderful sons-in-law, David and Ed. This radiology report will add a little party flavor to the celebration.