Tears In A Bottle

In moments of depression, you may believe you’re all alone. Who is there to see you while the tears flow..? How could someone see your tears, when those tears wait for opportune moments..? To spare you of the pity of those around..? They only flow when you’re all alone. In those lonely nights, you toss and turn and drench your bed in tears. But.. are you ever really alone..?

Life off late seems in my eyes like an unending journey through the Valley of Weeping. I can say with confidence that though things have seemingly gone downhill, His grace has upheld me in the joy of the Lord at most times. But I would be lying if I said that I have never been overwhelmed to the point of tears. Tears that come out of a suffering within, too deep to express in any other way….

And almost always these tears are shed in moments when there isn’t another soul in sight. But even when I feel alone in those moments, there is One who is present.. even if I fail to notice. One who does not fail to notice even a single drop of tear that is shed. In one of those moments of silent suffering, this verse from Psalm 56, spoke to my distressed soul….

You have kept count of my tossings;
put my tears in your bottle.
Are they not in your book?‭‭

Psalms‬ ‭56:8‬

But what about those tears that He sees..? Does He simply observe..? Is His heart filled with indifference..? When all seems lost and our eyes struggle to find a ray of light in the darkness, that could be how we see Him. But is God ever indifferent to our suffering..?

Through the Christ, God not only made an atonement for our sins, but through Him, God reveals His heart toward the children of man. Children who are loved without measure.

Jesus wept.

John 11:35

The shortest verse in the Bible, does a profound work in revealing the heart of God. When Jesus saw the tears of Martha and Mary and the people of Bethany, as they grieved the death of Lazarus, He wept. The Lord who knew that He was moments away from bringing Lazarus back to life, wept. The Lord who knew that this is the human suffering that He was to bring to an end, wept. The Lord knew, but still He wept. He wept, not because there was no future hope He could offer – for He Himself was and is our hope – but because He was deeply moved by the suffering and the tears of their present….

Does the Lord ever guarantee that our present will be free of suffering..? No. In fact, in John 16:33, He says that in the world we WILL face tribulations. No amount of religious living guarantees a life free of pain, in this life. But instead, He offers us something far far better. If we continue to look to our Lord for salvation, there is a future and there is a hope.

He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.

Revelation 21:4

There is coming a day, when no more heartache shall come. Nor will there be any tear to dim the eye. The God who wept over the anguish of His children, didn’t stop with His tears, you see. He descended from His High estate, and took upon our earthly frame. He endured all the pain that we endure, as sojourners in this sin stained world. He endured even worse, as He took upon Himself the sins of all humankind and paid the price such sins demand, on our behalf, on the cross. All that He endured, He endured so that we could arrive at the gates of His Eternal Kingdom, where He could wipe away our tears, and tenderly tell us, “No more….”

Until then, as long as He feels it necessary that we walk through this Valley of Weeping, we can lean on Him for strength. If even for a moment our situations overwhelm us, we can rest in the fact that the God who wept over our suffering, never fails to notice even a single drop of tear. And He will never forget, for He has each one stored in a bottle….

Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning.

Psalm 30:5


The Train He Missed

You might be familiar with a man named C.T. Studd.. one of the most inspiring missionaries to have preached the Gospel in the modern era. But do you know how this man found and accepted Christ as his saviour..? I recently had a chance to read his personal testimony.. and in it I found a story of a man, a missed train ride and lives transformed….

Walking down the streets of 19th century Dublin, a man was looking for ways to while his time on a Saturday evening. He should’ve been elsewhere, had he only been able to be on time for the train that was to take him there. The next train didn’t leave until Sunday, and wondering how he could keep himself entertained, he took a stroll around town.

Advertisement bills promoting Moody and Sankey who were on a visit from the US, caught his eye. “I will just go and hear those Americans,” he thought to himself.. just eager to hear something different, perhaps. He went. The person speaking on the stage may have been merely a man, but through his words, God welcomed this man into His fold. End of story..? Not quite….

The new Christian came to London on the invitation of his friend. The said friend.. Mr. Studd, after dinner let his guest choose the form of entertainment. The man suggested they go listen to Moody, but Studd complained that it wasn’t a Sunday.. still, he went. He too, embraced the Lord.

Like his friend, Studd could not keep the Good News to himself. He took his sons to hear Moody. But this time, God didn’t choose Moody to work His transformation. Being a man with means, Studd organized conventions at his estate where many would come to preach and to hear God’s Word. One man who happened to be at one such convention to share God’s message, initiated a conversation with Studd’s son Charles as he was heading out to play a game of cricket. And that conversation lead to Charles a.k.a. C.T. Studd, give his life to Jesus.

C.T. Studd would go on to share the Gospel with many around the world. And a little thing as a missed train – which at that moment, might have lead to much frustration – had a part to play in the Master’s plans.

Has a situation in your life made you feel like you’re standing on the platform watching the train you’d rather have been on.. run away..? Consider this, the moment that might make you upset.. frustrated.. or even angry today, could turn out to be a blessing.. not just for you, or those around you, but for hundreds and thousands more.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

Romans 8:28

The Personal Testimony of C.T. Studd can be found here.

Keep Walking

When I look back at my life this past week, I am filled with a sense of gratitude to God for His faithfulness.. faithfulness that is unwavering. Being in Christ is no guarantee that we will never go wrong, but that when we do, He in His patience will guide us back to the path of life.

Initially, when I opened this blog, my intention was not to make it to be a kind of online ministry.. but rather to simply share with the world some of my personal learnings in my walk with Jesus.. so that another might benefit from what the Lord has taught me. At some point though, my desire to write became more important than my walk with Him.

There is nothing wrong in desiring to use your skills for the Lord, of course, but unless your actions are rooted in Christ.. in love for Him and His children, it is impossible to bear fruit.. [and I was just about to find that out]. Writing prompts that seemed to come without ceasing suddenly dried up. And when I tried mining for ideas to write, I ended up with posts that I could not complete [still in draft] either for lack of words or simply because I was confronted through scripture that the ideas were partly flawed.

And it was in this frustration – unable to write and wondering why I couldn’t – that I entered my weekly quiet time. As I spent more time with His Word for company, I realised what I had been lacking. Through the week, the anxieties caused by the storms in life kept me seeking the Lord for comfort.. but kept me from seeking Him. When I finally did, I was able to see why I couldn’t write.

I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.

John 15:5

The reason I write should be Christ. Nothing else. Not to make this a successful blog.. to rake up views/visitors.. or to satisfy my pride. The closer I am to God, the prompts would come as and when they’re necessary. And when I receive a prompt from Him, He will be with me and enable me to write. Trust and obey. Simple, eh..? Grateful to Him for being patient with me amidst my ignorantly prideful attempts. Truly, apart from Him I can do nothing….

It’s easy to forget sometimes
And become legends in our minds
But we’re just tools within His hands
Used to carry out His plans.

Ken Lawrence [Just The Brush]

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