You have taken account of my wanderings; put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book? Psalm 56:8
It had been a long toiling week. We had finally finished packing the last of my grandparents’ belongings. I took a few moments to catch my breath. My eyes lingered as I walked through each empty room. I had so many memories. Grandma had passed away a few months prior, and Grandpa was living in an assisted living facility. It was hard to be in the house without them. I found myself walking towards the old piano in the parlor. I had spent many hours playing and singing hymns with my Grandma. With memories pouring in, I solemnly sat at the dusty piano and began playing the familiar hymns. Tears began to stream down my face. I poured my heart out to God. I remembered my grandmother’s life. I cherished our memories. A floodgate of tears and emotions swept through me.
We each have moments in life when we surrender all and cry out to God. Psalm 56:8 speaks to such occasions. When I read the words of David I am comforted. Jesus truly is aware of the hardships we experience here on earth. He has captured every tear and every sorrow with His outstretched arms. There is nothing too great or too small for His notice. When heartaches and unquenchable sorrows fill your soul, envision Jesus carefully gathering your tears and putting them in His bottle.
By: Tonya Mechling