You understand the anguish of my soul, the deep pain inside of me although I have trouble putting it into words. (Sometimes there's not enough words.) You understand loneliness as You spent Your last night in a dark pit forsaken by all. You understand shame as You hung naked before all humanity. You understand physical pain as the spikes tore through Your flesh and bones. You understand abandonment as Your Father turned His back on You in Your deepest hour of need. You understand loss, when Your friend died, You cried. Did it seem like you'd never stop crying? Did it seem like the pain would never end? My heart is overwhelmed by grief. As I am weeping, I wonder where You are God? With tear stained cheeks and swollen eyes, I gaze up into heaven and I see Jesus looking down with tears streaming down His face. Those tears fall like rain from Jesus' face onto my cheeks, mixing and mingling with my tears. Then Jesus takes His gentle nail-pierced hand and wipes the tears from my face. The tears are then placed in a bottle; saved for that special day when He uses them to make a unique blessing necklace just for me. As I enter eternity, the One waiting for me with outstretched arms is the One who'd rather die than live without me. In His hand is the necklace that He so tenderly places around my neck. The dawn has finally broken, as the angels in chorus recite, "Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."

Dear Griever,

I'd like to leave you with a little gift. The purple ribbon on your bottle is to remind you that you are of royal descent - a child of the King. The green tint of the bottle is to remind you of growth; growing comes through pain. The pearls represent your tears.

May you feel God's arms holding you through this lonely time, through your hour of sadness. In your brokenness, in your time of darkness, may you realize God is looking down from heaven weeping too. May this bottle be a reminder that your tears are important to God. He is collecting them and one day He'll place the necklace around your neck. At that moment all tears will be wiped from your cheeks forever.

Peggy Jo Stanley

Psalms 56:8 (TLB) "You have seen me tossing and turning through the night. You have collected all my tears and preserved them in Your bottle! You have recorded every one in Your book."