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Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book?

~Psalm 56:8

Tear Bottle

Dr. Blackwood told us about how in Israel sometimes when someone is grieving, a loved one will collect their tears in a little bottle and wear it around their neck. It is a way of showing how much they care about the other person's suffering.

God reminded me that He never causes one more tear than what is absolutly necessary. Every tear I cry is precious to Him.

I Know Not Why

I know not why His hand is laid

        In chastening on my life;

Nor why it is my little world

        Is filled so full of strife.

I know not why, when faith looks up

        And seeks for rest from pain,

That o'er my sky fresh clouds arise

        And drench my path with rain.

I know not why my prayers so long

        By Him have been denied;

Not why, while others' ships sail on,

        Mine should in port abide.

But I do know God is love,

        That He my burden shares;

and though I may not understand,

        I know, for me, He cares.

                                    ~ Grace Troy