Tears

Tears,

Tears are a substance my face is familiar with, just when I think it will be a while before I see them again they come running through my eyes and down my face. When my heart is broken and my soul is crushed, instantly like a faithful friend there they are streaming down my face. Tears remind me of how sad and lonely life can be but it also reminds me of A friend that’s faithful and never leaves. When I am sad and lonely when no one seems to see the broken side of me quicker then my tears my Savior who stands right beside me waits for my tears to stream so He can lovingly wipe my tears away. You keep track of all my sorrows.
    You have collected all my tears in your bottle.
    You have recorded each one in your book. Psalm, fifty six eight