I was not in a particularly good mood or frame of mind. I had violated another of the principles of the Bible, which wrote to the Ephesians, letting the sun go down on my wrath and now the next morning I was still pervaded me. The details of my anger aren’t important because it doesn’t matter. What causes the distress is getting angry at all. TO know that happenstance can control you is debilitating. And quite embarrassing.

So it helps then when I got into my car for the commute to work, the cd was conspicuous in its silence. It was in the process of changing discs and soon the Waiting’s “It is Enough”, was rumbling through the six speakers. This is a great song and I have written about it before but like I have declared before, today was like I hadn’t heard it before. As I sit hear writing, I wonder if the purpose of my melancholy was well placed, so that this song would once again minister to me in a bright and refreshing way.

Bible verse notwithstanding, the message was clear. I have always equated tears with a particular indiscretion or frustration and so when Brad sang, “sweet is every tear that’s funning down your cheek”, I thought about what tears was he speaking. The tears of anger that I might be feeling, or of my frustration, or disappointment, my sense of lost for the loves I have broken, the hearts that I drained of feeling. Was it the past I was grieving for or the present or the uncertainty of the future. Did it matter at all?

I wondered too about why the song would reflect those tears as sweet, certainly they are not. These feelings and emotions can grip you and wrangle you from your focus using energy of devotion to combat the sickness and desperation of these problems. well, I am experiencing the sweetness of those tears now, writing about it in this essay. That is the point and essence of this line, that the tears that envelop us, running down our cheek symbolically, lulling us to peaceful rest are sweet indeed. Especially when the outcome is for us to turn to the Lord for help and guidance. I hate to waste myself in this compromise of deception, to let my concerns, fears, frustrations and disappointments rule and pervade over me. In my consternation I find relief, that is the sweetness.

The blood (Love) of Jesus is enough for all of us to be reconciled over all our elements. there is no greater salvation then that which we receive through grace from our Lord and Savior. If the Cross of our faith should slip from our hearts, it is enough to pick it up again and again, and yet again…..