Yes, I still own a “Man Card”! Stopping and asking for directions doesn’t make me any less of a man. In fact, it demonstrates I don’t have an issue with pride. So there! LOL Admitting I cry doesn’t make me any less of a man either. So what are the two things that will almost guarantee I will reach for a tissue?
- When I begin thinking about God’s goodness, and blessings to me and my wife I get misty eyed. Like the other day we received three unexpected checks in the mail. They really helped us out, and before you ask me for a loan they went to pay off some debt. They were nice checks. When I opened the envelopes and saw them I sat down and cried.
A few weeks ago I wrote about sowing into someone else’s financial needs. I helped a friend work on his condo. He offered to pay me and I wanted to accept the money, but God whispered, “No. Sow into their need.” They didn’t need to spend any more on the condo.
God has established certain universal laws, and one of them is “sowing and reaping”. If you sow, give time or money it doesn’t always come back to you in the same form you gave it, but it does come back. But you have to be willing to give without expecting it to come back, which has to do with the attitude of your heart.
- The other thing that gets my eyes to leaking is sensing the presence of God. When his Spirit comes over me and hovers, and I know I am in the company of God it over whelms me. To think, the God of the universe wants to spend time with me. I can’t see him, but I know He is there. I can’t see the wind, but I know when it blows. Lately, when this happens, I have been saying, “Come a little closer, stay a little longer. I can’t get enough of you.”
Okay, in full disclosure those are the words to a new worship song I just discovered the other day. “Just Like Heaven” by Brandon Lake. When I hear this song on the radio it ushers me into an attitude of worship. Expressing my love and admiration to God for who He is, for his holiness. Worship, does a lot for us, even though we are giving it to God.
So yes, there are times I cry, but they are good tears not bad ones that flow out because of hurt, or pain. Tears are a release of emotion, and God gave us that capability, and I am so grateful He did. I can’t imagine what would happen if I didn’t cry. I’m no expert in biology, but I have feeling my emotion would come out somewhere, somehow, in some form. I choose tears.
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