His Plan For My Tears

by DanWolgemuth on September 23, 2019

              You have kept count of my tossings;
              put my tears in your bottle.
              Are they not in your book? (Psalm 56:8, ESV)

These incredible words from King David are an invitation into authenticity. David’s pain is real. He’s lost in the agony of defeat. His hope has taken a blow. He’s reeling.

Have you been there?

Eugene Peterson puts it this way in The Message:

You’ve kept track of my every toss and turn
    through the sleepless nights,
Each tear entered in your ledger,
    each ache written in your book.

Sleepless nights. Each ache recorded.

Faith in God does not insulate us from pain. In fact, we’re told that the very tears we cry have been stored in a bottle… but this bottle contains more than just my tears.

One commentator puts it this way…

God keeps account of the tears of his faithful ones.

Our tears have company, companionship… and amazingly, not just with other saints, but with the tears of Jesus.

Jesus wept. (John 11:35)

And when he drew near and saw the city, he wept over it, (Luke 19:41)

Not a polite sniffle, He wept. Over personal loss. Over the grief of his treasured friends. Over the brokenness and systemic evil of a city He loved.

Real tears. Real lament.

Notice Jesus doesn’t say… “suck it up”, “get over it”, “it’s not that bad”, “it will all work out”…

No, He weeps. And over the very things that His faithful ones should weep about.

The Apostle Paul’s instruction to followers of Jesus is this…

Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse them. Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep. Live in harmony with one another. (Romans 12:14-15)

Harmony. Music with our grief. Our tears in a choir. With Jesus.

When we weep… when the tears come… it is the hand of Jesus holding the bottle. He welcomes our tears. He greets them with His own.

Our pain is not a solo journey. Our grief is not in isolation.

There is a bottle… with tears. My tears. Your tears. And yes, the tears of our Savior.

Hope does not dismiss the tears, it collects them. It invests them. It embraces the reality of a broken world, and a Gospel of grace.

He was despised and rejected by men,
                            a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief;      (Isaiah 53:3)

Emmanuel. God with us. Jesus. The collector of our tears.

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