Saturday, September 15, 2012

cry of my heart.

crying is one of the worst, most beautiful and sincere things there is in the world.

& just to be clear, i'm not talking about about tears like when a baby is born or someone gets married. i'm not even necessarily talking about funeral tears.
i'm talking about a cry that is soundless in between the silent screams. a cry that brings you to your knees. a cry full of sobbing eyes. a cry that makes you pull at your hair. a cry that gets your face all wet. a cry that makes your head hurt. a cry that comes from your heart.

you know, sometimes you just need a good cry. sometimes you happen to be with others. sometimes you might even be with strangers. and other times, you're alone when you need a good cry. alone with Jesus, that is.

So, I've developed this little theory about crying. Out of all age groups, who cries the most?? babies. cute, adorable, we do anything for them, babies. Most cries from a baby are because they need something, and they are breaking down because they realize they must have someone else satisfy this need for them. babies mainly cry because they are dependent on someone else.

After babies are raised up to be independent young people, they rarely cry. Children mainly cry when they have been hurt, are exhausted, or have been through something very rough. The same goes for everyone older than a young child.

i know i cry when i'm hurt, extremely exhausted, or have been through something very rough. sometimes i cry because of all three at the same time.

Jesus cried. Actually, Jesus wept. even a sinless man needed a good cry. That humbles me.

James 4:10 says, "You must get on your knees before the Father, for it is the only way to get on your feet."

i've recently noticed, that when i cry out to Jesus through the screams and shouts, i find myself on my knees. in a place a humility. in a place of surrender. i find myself going back to the basics of being a baby. i find myself realizing i need someone else to satisfy me. when i cry, i find myself becoming more dependent on the Lord. (& how thankful am I that He such an amazing dependable God!!)

when i cry out to Jesus, i find myself falling more in love with my beautiful Creator.

it is so sweet to cry out to Jesus. it is one of the most beautiful, sincere things to do. crying out to a Savior whose love is extravagant and whose grace is enough definitely takes some weight off your shoulders.

Psalm 50:15 says, "and call upon me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you will honor me."

Calling upon the Lord doesn't sound all that bad, especially when He promises to deliver us.
the cry of my heart is to bring Jesus praise. whether that praise be through loving others, witnessing, singing, dancing, laughing, or even in my lowest valley crying on my knees, i will praise my glorious King.

For you, I sing, I dance.
I rejoice in this divine romance.
Lift my heart, and my hands,
to show my love.
to show my love. 

through the ups and through the downs,
let this chorus forever be the cry of my heart.