TEARS IN A BOTTLE

  The sound of the Lord echoes throughout the whole earth revealing His riddles to whosoever walks close to Him. 

 The Mysteries of His Words are explained as though murmurs in our ears.    For the Lord's secret is with the upright and He is intimate with them. The straightforward acquires his respect and he is a friend to those who are honest.

 Sometimes when the Lord passes by, a windstorm hits the ground with such a terrible blast that rocks turn loose. Other times, an earthquake shakes the ground and turns lose everything in it…

However, when the Lord passes by… we often miss...His gentle whisper sound. 

    Now… since He is so close…

    Why does He seem so distant?

 Why at times, when we are entangle in pain, feeling all alone, and not a single person cares to give attention to our sufferings, or offerings, our litanies or agonies...why? Even God appears to be so far away from our cries, and we do not know why... why?

 He knows when we are afflicted and crying because He keeps track of our tears, our tosses and turnings through the sleepless nights, and each ache is in His book. He not only records our laments and troubles, but He also keeps a list of each one of our tears, and preserves them in a bottle.