A Mother's Tears

I sit and watch the tears

slide slowly down her cheek,

Tears I have cried so many times,

I see them,

I feel them

as if they were mine,

For they are mine.

A mothers tears,

a mothers burden,

A heavy one,

pressing down hard,

Prayers expressed on bended knee,

Burdens pressing down,

They sap the strength,

They rip the very fabric of the soul,

Prayers expressed through tears that fall,

A mothers tears.

I see your tears,

They are mine.

Lets shed them together.

Lord hear our prayers,

Lord behold our tears,

Lord carry our burdens,

Lord grant us strength,

Lord heal our wounded souls,

Not for us Oh Lord,

But for our children we pray,

You who remember

the tears of a mother,

as she looked upon You,

Torn and bleeding,

Beautiful precious son,

Murdered on a bloody tree.

You spoke to the disciple,

Son behold your mother.

You see us,

You love us,

You hear us,

Our tears carefully collected,

In Your bottle.

We lay our children down,

at Your feet,

Because we believe,

Lord we believe.



Artwork by astarvinartist entitled A Mother's Tears

A Mother


Poem by Donna Griego

Tears in a Bottle

Tears In A Bottle

by Deborah Ann Belka

 

There is a bottle up in heaven,

filling up with all your tears.

Drop by drop the Lord collects,

the full harvest of your fears.

 

There is not a tear that falls,

where He is not aware.

For He understands each drip,

and the cause of your despair.

 

When tears of unhappiness,

are followed up with grief.

He garners them in His vial,

and sends peace for your relief.

 

He knows the real reason,

as He gathers up your pain.

And all your hurtful tears,

to Him become like rain.

 

He reaps each tender trickle,

with His mercies from above.

Collects them in His bottle,

and caps them with His love.

 

 

 

 

Tears in a Bottle

 author unknown ( http://jaysmeenarticles.blogspot.com/2007/07/poem-tears-in-bottle_22.html )

 

The vase laid on the ground,

broken and shattered.

What was once beautiful to behold,

was now left to be forgotten.

 

Pain have been my faithful partner,

and tears have been my food.

Oh, how I wished that night was day,

that winter was spring.

 

How I longed to hear the birds sing,

how I longed to see the flowers bloom.

When will the skies show its glory,

the sun shine its light?

 

But all I saw were the overwhelming waves,

all I knew were the dark, gloomy skies.

The storms of life were too much for me to bear,

O Lord, where can I run to?

 

And so I built my own shelter,

a place where I can lock myself in.

Oh, now I can be safe,

safe from the storms.

 

Lord, where were You when it hurts?

Why didn't You come to my rescue?

Why didn't You protect me from the storms?

Why did You allow my heart to bleed so?

 

Lord, did You not care?

Have You not seen my tears?

O Lord, Where are You,

please....answer me, Lord.

 

Then, I felt LOVE surrounding me.

I looked up, and saw Him.

Oh, it can't be You, Lord.

It can't be You.

 

And I saw a bottle in His hand,

a bottle filled with something precious to Him.

'What is it, Lord?' I asked.

'My Child, these were your tears.

 

For I've stored your tears in a bottle,

they are so precious to me.

Like golden drops they were made of,

like precious diamonds they were shaped.

 

These are tears of brokenness,

they are tears of worship.

I will turn the ashes into beauty,

and I will wrap the garment of praise over you.

 

Now look up and see the day dawning.

Yes, for winter has passed,

and spring has come

See, the flowers are blooming again.'

 

And the Lord bent down,

and gently picked up the broken pieces.

'I will make you whole again,

and I will make you stronger than ever.

 

You were broken so that you will know,

that I can fix those broken pieces.

For I know your every tear,

and I will wipe them all away.

 

Now go and tell other broken vases

to bring their pieces to Me.

Tell them that I will mend the broken pieces,

and make them even more beautiful.

 

Let them know too,

that I store their tears in a bottle.

None will be wasted,

because I love you so.'