Tears

How many more tears must I cry Lord? How much longer must I carry this grief so deep within my soul?

I’m still grieving the loss of my son and still find myself in constant grief for the loss of many others who continue to lose their own battle with addiction.

When we are in this group of families seeking support for their loved ones we build relationships with each other.

We develop this special bond and our children become all our children if you can understand this.

So, when another mom cries out that their child lost their battle I begin to mourn for their loss and mine all over again.

Tears become the release of my pain. A broken heart forever changed.

Old Testament describes tears as the by-product of when the heart’s material weakens and turns into water.

I cry tears of joy as well and I pray that my tears of pain can be replaced by those of joy when I can share special memories of my beloved son.

The Bible says that God is close to the broken hearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

I know that God continues to work in me and that His love and compassion for my broken heart will be replaced with songs of joy.