You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book. -Psa 56:8 NLT
I keep it on my window sill, to remind me — of this verse, with its constant comfort.
“I wonder how many quarts of tears I’ve cried in my lifetime,” I mused to Husband.
“Probably not as many as you think,” He answered.
So I tried to google it, read where someone actually measured and multiplied and added up. But no. Who would waste their time on such a task? (Although God’s word says He does!) But I got the idea that the volume isn’t all that gigantic.
I may feel that I’ve wept buckets, but my tears compared to all that humanity has cried amount to no more than a drop in the bucket.
Yet His word and His Spirit tell me that he keeps track of them all, and more as individual drops than one wet mass.
Therefore the bottle with the glassy droplets on the window sill.
It’s been a weepy week, after old griefs, revisited, opened up the sluices.
Therefore the photo, and the scripture, and the comfort, and the thanks.
For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin. -Hebrews 4:15 ESV
He is… a Man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief. -Isaiah 53:3
You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book. -Psa 56:8 NLT
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So much comfort in those verses – and I love how you keep that beautiful jar on your sill as a reminder.
Praying He dries your tears this week and replaces them with rejoicing. xxoo
Comforting words, and may the week ahead bring fewer tears.
Thank you, Patricia. And may you have a week filled with smiles as well!
Such solace in knowing that he knows of each and every tear. It tells of the incomprehensible love He has for each of us. Hope this week proves to be joy for you.
Tears all dried now, Michelle. A happy day with beloved women, lots of hugs and smiles. God is good, in the sad and the glad. Thanks for your visit and comments. May He bless you richly this weekend.
Yes, Shelly, that’s what takes my breath away: how far-reaching His love is, extending to the tiny things in our lives. No word to describe it better than incomprehensible. And His special blessings to you, too.
Thank you for this. This is actually a beautiful sentiment to keep a jar like this on my desk at work. I need to always remember that I don’t know if the person on the other end of the phone has been filling a jar before she called me. Blessings.
That is true, Jackie. What a good idea! I apply it just to myself, you go beyond and apply it to others’ needs. God bless it!
Oh, such a good reminder! Thank you for sharing this beautiful truth, and thanks be to Him who collects all our tears. Incredible grace!
And thank you, Mary, for stopping by to comment. Yes, His grace is… amazing! (But somebody already said that, didn’t they?) Blessings on your week!
I find solace in this verse on occasions–just knowing that He cares that much is so comforting.
You’ve quoted some of my favorite verses, here, Sylvia! Very comforting knowing that Jesus shares our sorrow.
I know what you mean about old griefs being revisited. I would have expected that losses would become easier to deal with and less emotional as we experienced more loss. On the contrary, it seems, instead, that each new sorrow reopens all of the old ones to be grieved anew…
Blessings to you, in your time of sorrow!
Hmmm… I am still pondering your words. I had to open right up to Psalms and read it in the whole. I to am going through a month of tears now… I do love this one to tide me over Psalm 147:3. Here’s to a new week with less tears.
PS. I love your bottle, I might just have to do the same thing! Visiting from Scripture and a Snapshot