I must have been crying for three days in that retreat. They say it must've been that gift of tears... but just the mere mention of God, His goodness and His love or even the awareness of His presence do not usually fail to send tears running down my cheeks and I find it difficult to stop them. They seem to have a mind of their own.
One thing is clear here though that with these tears I can say over and over again how much I love God and I don't seem to mind how redundant and how repetitious it can be...it seems to make me feel better each time.
One thing is clear here though that with these tears I can say over and over again how much I love God and I don't seem to mind how redundant and how repetitious it can be...it seems to make me feel better each time.
Labels: cry, gift of tears, tears


