The eyes aren’t only a “window to the soul,” they are also a spigot for a bereaved soul.
Don’t you agree that it’s ridiculous to say or think that males shouldn’t cry? They have feelings too.
And sorrow and weeping aren’t signs of weakness for neither females nor males. Weeping is the pooling and flooding of a grieved spirit. Weeping is a natural release for a mournful heart, regardless of gender.
Has anyone told you to “let it all out” when weeping about a deceased loved one?
We don’t have to hide our grief. We don’t have to “suck it up.” When the soul teems, and the spigot opens, crying is as natural as smiling.
It’s true that some people don’t like others to see them cry. But crying is providential. It makes us human. And sharing grief is evidence of our humanity. We who are acquainted with grief can and should empathize and console one another.
While telling Jesus about Lazarus’ death, Martha ‘s sorrow became a river.
I’m glad that Jesus didn’t hide His feelings. He didn’t go into a closet or behind a shed. He looked at Lazarus’ sisters, Mary, Martha, and Lazarus’ friends, and He groaned.
Jesus, a strong and mighty man, wept.
Jesus, a compassionate and merciful man, wept.
Jesus, the Son of God, wept.
Jesus openly responded with care and concern.
Aren’t you happy that Jesus shed tears for His friend, Lazarus?
And witnesses exclaimed, “Behold how he loved him!” John 11:36 (KJV).
We grieve for deceased family and friends. And we’re touched by the grief of others, even those we don’t know.
There is a stirring of a loving and caring spirit. A mournful heart is evidence we have the love of God for one another. There is a time to cry. And there is a time to stop crying because God has dried our tears.
Jesus knows our pain and suffering.
Who better knows how to comfort us? Jesus is acquainted with grief. He who understands grief knows how to comfort the grieving.
Because He is God’s Son, Jesus’ love is timeless and forever. He is concerned about you and me. He weeps for us, even today.
There are many griefs, but there’s only one love. And we should love one another as Jesus loves us. Let us comfort one another in times of sorrow.
Following the death of his daughter, Victor Hugo wrote the following poem, Written Beneath a Crucifix:
You who weep, come to this God, for He weeps.
You who suffer, come to him, for He cures.
You who tremble, come to him, for He smiles.
You who pass [in death], come to him, for He remains.
I pray for all those who are grieving today.
Remember, Jesus wept. Trust Him in times of grief and sorrow. And He will wipe away all your tears.
Jesus is the anchor for a grieving soul.