In the weeping, we hope that the rush of our joyous tears can drown out the flood of droplets that burn with deepest heartache; that someday each tear that has been counted and held will dissolve with the radiance of true healing.
There is not much that will express my true heart right now, other than the sobs which tell far more than my words can explain.
While this night of weeping seems to have no end, I rest in knowing each tender drop is captured by the only One who knows the meaning behind each one.
"He'll wipe every tear from our eyes, and make everything new just like He promised. Wait and see..." ~Steven Curtis Chapman