There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief. . . and unspeakable love.
Crying is one thing that I honestly wish I could do more often. I want to feel deeper, hurt harder and laugh louder. I want my my heart to write its expressions on my face, it’s feelings in my eyes. The ability to really feel, and to really cry, is something I am asking God for.