Dear Father God,
I’m so glad that you’re going to wipe every tear away from my eyes one day…but I don’t want all my tears wiped away. I do want the bad tears wiped away…the ones that came from my suffering…but there are some special tears that I hope you collected and will never get rid of….they are….my tears of love for you! My God….I love you so much and in my prayer times I have cried so hard because I love you so so much.
My wonderful, merciful and caring God…these are my good tears and I don’t want you to wipe them away. Every tear of love I shed for you are from deep within my heart. My heart aches for you and each tear represents the depths of that love.
Please don’t wipe my love away. How will I be able to tell you how much I love you when I get to heaven? Will there be a way? Can I pour oil on you? Will I have hair to wash your feet with? I know you are a spirit so how will I pour my love out on you?
Luke 7:38 and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them.
Please tell me how I will worship you and I will be so happy. Father God…when I get there… will there be room for me to lay before your throne in adoration of your Holiness and your love that you have shown to me. I think a lot about what I will do in your presence. I’m going to want to hug you tightly and say thank you for making me, forgiving me, saving me, loving me and accepting me warts and all. Yes these tears God…that I have on my face right now…they are for you….don’t wipe them away.
God there are no words in my mouth and in my mind right now…only my tears of love…my human expression of passion for you. My tear’s are my worship Father…don’t wipe my tears away. You’ve given me so much and my good tears are all I have to give you….they are…my love. They are symbolic of my heart’s cry of worship and praise to you.
Will I remember these times of prayer and intimate fellowship with you? They are precious to me! Will my love for you be lost in the history of your many other blood washed children? I know I’m asking so many questions…but I don’t want my good tears to be gone from my memory of you….I cherish my good tears and my good times with you.
I know when I get to heaven….you’ll be waiting for me and I’ll have a glorified body and I’ll be like you and things between you and me will be on a whole different level…..but I still have to say this while I’m still down here…..Don’t wipe my good tears away….they are my joy, my happiness and my love that I have for you! I love you!!
From your tearful daughter… good tears,
I don't know how to love God. I wish I could be there with Him. I know He is with me and in me...but I don't want to be here.
ReplyDelete“We were not made for this world. God has designed us for eternity. With that in mind, the world can be a cruel and harsh place to live. A retreat offers a life sustaining environment that is available nowhere else. God has our complete attention. There are no distractions or interruptions. You get a full connection with your loving Father. It is truly a small glimpse of His glory.”
DeleteWish this was possible for me...I'm pretty sure I would need some guidance in retreat. I love taking early morning walks in the local National Park. One morning the dew was falling and it looked like it was moving...so I stopped...and held my breath and the hovering dew was swaying back and forth...as in the inhaling and exhaling of a being large and invisible. It was as if God was sitting in the brush off to one side enjoying the morning too.
DeleteWhat an awesome, wonderful experience! God love you so much to greet you like that!
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