The Valley of Weeping

Today I can only get down on my knees and pray... pray hard and long and seek God's face. Seek God's face and ask... seek God's face and wonder... seek God's face and cry. I am being broken to pieces today. I am carrying a burden that is heavy. A load that bends me over underneath it's weight. I have been here before. It is a familiar place. I taste the salt in my tears, I have a hard ball in my throat that makes it hard to swallow... I heave for breath between sobs.... God is here. He is here with me. He carries me through... all the way through. I know His hand will wipe away each tear. His arms of compassion will embrace my broken heart. But, for now in this moment I will bend down, bow my head under the weight and pray... let it all out in prayer. I will sit here in His presence and allow myself to be embraced by a loving father who cares about all of the details of my life. I will bring to Him what has been broken and He will fix it. He will make all things new... He is here making all things new.Today I pass through the valley of weeping, but tomorrow there will be joy! Abundant joy.

“Whenever you find tears in your eyes, especially unexpected tears,
it is well to pay the closest attention. They are not only telling the secret
of who you are, but more often than not of the mystery of where you have come from and are summoning you to where you should go next.”

Frederick Buechner
Whistling in the Dark

“Blessed—happy, fortunate [to be envied]—is the man whose strength is in You; in whose heart are the highways to Zion. Passing through the valley of weeping they make it a place of springs; the early rain also fills [the pools] with blessings. They go from strength to strength—increasing in victorious power; each of them appears before God in Zion”
Psalm 84:5-7 AMP