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Today’s post is written by a dear friend of mine, Dorea Emmanuel. I have been tremendously blessed by her spirit and her Love for Jesus. She turned to the Lord after a face to face encounter with Jesus that lasted many hours. I have had many conversations with her and I have been blessed by her insight each time. Enjoy today’s post, as always we love to hear from you, so don’t forget to leave a comment behind.
A Bottle of Tears
In worship, there’s something about tears that draws the Father’s attention like nothing else. Tears speak a language that words cannot. We usually suppress tears in public. The reason being that it brings to the surface what is hidden deep in the soul. And it’s not a pretty sight. They are freely shed only in the presence of someone deeply trusted.
Tears are raw. They lay bare the concealed weakness of a soul. It makes one look vulnerable.Luke 7:38 And standing behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with [her] tears; and she wiped them with the hair of her head and kissed His feet [affectionately] and anointed them with the ointment (perfume)
When this woman (a sinner) began to pour out her heart and weep at the feet of Jesus, it wasn’t a pleasant sight at all. She cried so hard that her tears washed the feet of Jesus. And like that wasn’t enough, she dried His feet with her hair. To express her love in the deepest way possible, she had to go through making herself the object of scorn to the public. Jesus was the sole focus of her longing. Every other person in that room was invisible to her when she looked into the eyes of her beloved.
Who knows, she must’ve been all prepared with a poem to speak of her affection. But being so close to the one her heart loved, words melted and she gave Him something deeper. Her tears spoke a language that words would never capture. She offered genuinely RAW worship.
Those very eyes looked back at her when He hung on the cross. Those very eyes teared as He expressed His love to her. His arms outstretched, He was bleeding. He was more vulnerable than she had ever been, more broken than she had ever been. His heart was out in the open, thrust and kicked around. His tears washed not just her feet, but all of her.
There is something so intimate about exposing your naked heart before Jesus. It is right there in your vulnerability that you learn `trust’. You can trust Him to hold your heart.
Have you ever thought about the idea of there being no tears in heaven? If there are no tears in heaven, that means we can give the Lord something on this earth that we can not give to Him in heaven. Even the angels can not give Him what we have to give Him. That’s why our tears are precious to God and He collects each one and puts our tears in His bottle. (Psalm 56:8)
No one more worthy of our tears. So be it in worship, be it in love, be it for a generation…Lord, let me have tears for only You.
– Dorea Emmanuel