I’m a crier. I wear my heart on my sleeve. For years I tried to stop that, but it’s how I was made. A giraffe can’t take off its spots and I can’t change who I am. And it’s getting worse.
It seems that God has softened my heart even more with all we have gone through in the last few years. Softened my heart for Him. Softened my heart for others who are in pain. Softened my heart for worship.
So, I was recently talking to a dear friend of mine and tears started slipping down my cheeks. I was hurting and sharing it with someone who truly understood. I have apologized to her in the past for crying and she stops me. Tells me it’s ok. Tells me it’s healthy. Tells me it’s healing.
Not this time. This time she wiped my tears.
I don’t know how long it’s been since someone wiped your tears. It’s not a common thing we do for each other. A mom for a kid? Yes. But that’s about it. I was so moved by that gesture. It impressed on me how much she understands and cares.
Then yesterday, I was reading Revelation. The first 90% of it is pretty scary. Earthquakes that shake mountains into nothing, seas and rivers turning to blood, awful plagues that overwhelm the earth. Not pretty.
Until I got to chapter 21.
“Now I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away. Also there was no more sea.Then I, John, saw the holy city, New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from heaven saying, “Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and He will dwell with them, and they shall be His people. God Himself will be with them and be their God. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.” NKJV Revelation 21:1-4
He will wipe every tear.
I remembered that there will be no more crying in heaven. I’ve heard that a thousand times. But as I had so recently had someone wipe my tears, the intimacy of this moment etched itself on my heart. God, who will send plagues and destruction and will have a battle with Satan and all of his forces, will then come to be with me. To live with me.
To wipe my tears and make all things new.