GOD COLLECTS AND RECORDS ALL OF YOUR TEARS
When my brother died, I would wake up still crying in my sleep. I did not have comforting dreams about Brian the way my sister did. I was so jealous of the comfort she was finding in her sleep. My dreams were teases and pranks and left me unsettled.
During the day, I would think I was all cried out. I thought I had no more tears to cry, literally. But then, like a wave of the sea taking a bottle out to the ocean at high tide, I too was pulled back into depression and more tears would come. There really was an endless supply.
What a comfort it is to know that the Lord lists each of our tears on a scroll. He is fully aware of your pain and sorrow and your tears do not go unnoticed.
Record my lament; list my tears on your scroll–are they not in your record? PSALM 56:8