Sometimes when we cry, we think we cry alone. But God values every tear we cry. He collects every one.
At just the right moment, He returns them to us, in a gentle rain. He cleanses us. He refreshes us. He transforms our tears into Holy Water.
One day, our tears will stop. And we will see The Ultimate Holy Water. We will see The River of Life!
You keep track of all my sorrows.
You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
You have recorded each one in your book.
Let us acknowledge the Lord;
let us press on to acknowledge him.
As surely as the sun rises,
He will appear;
He will come to us like the winter rains,
like the spring rains that water the earth.
He will wipe every tear from their eyes.
There will be no more death
for the old order of things has passed away.
The angel showed me a river filled with the water of life,
as clear as crystal.
It was flowing from the throne of God and the lamb!