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

In ancient times, some 3000 years ago, mourners were known to save the tears they shed over lost loved ones who died in battle. This tradition gave birth to lacrymatories or urnae lacrymales – small vials of glass or pottery that were buried with the deceased. 

Tears can occur when a foreign object enters the area.
They can be produced through irritation, emotion, a strong odor or taste.
They can come at the most unpredictable times.
When your heart is aching over a lost love.
When you’ve shared angry words with a friend or spouse.
When a loved one departs this temporary life.
When you feel alone, betrayed, hopeless.
When there are no words to express what is in the heart.
God give us these little raindrops to renew us – to release the sadness –
To wash away anger, frustration, grief, loss.

They can come gushing out or merely trickle.                                                                                 Tears give us new strength and power.
Every time I cry, I feel as though the flood gates have opened.
Once the cry is over there is true sense of relief.



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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  1. Rebecca says:

    I had never heard about the glass vials before. That does explain and add meaning to the verse. 🙂

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