tears

He gazed up at the blue sky and knew that heaven__t least in this life__as neither a time nor a placeto be grasped and made into a possession. It came in fleeting moments and then went away again toleave one nostalgic and yearning and on the verge of tears.Very much on the verge of tears.And very frightened.

I had no tears to shed nor a prayer for the deceased... There is no hope for the hopeless.

Let's not cry about it, shall we, Marcy? Let's pray about it instead.

Let's not cry about it, shall we, Marcy? Let's pray about it instead. A Passion Most Pure

Pray without ceasing, say all you can to God and lay all your difficulties before him. He__l take away your tears and make a way where there seems to be none. Wake up and do it!

I regret all the prayers that do not shed tears.

God hears every quiet prayer on your heart.

Every shed tears is a prayer.

The Lord has heard your cries. He will help you.

And our tears are an expression of that which we cannot express. Tears are perfect prayer.

I want to drown in my tears,And my tears are my prayers.

There was a lot of pain in that kiss. There was so much hurt and so much fear in it. I felt tears rolling down the both of our faces. But, in that kiss, there was even more want. We both wanted to smother out that pain, to not have so many horrible things in the all too recent past, to just be normal, to do the types of things we were supposed to be dealing with besides death and disability.

Moisture falls from the sky, cleansing the world and sustaining precious life. But it's the gloom__he cold, dark air__hat receives notice. We fail to see the miracle of raindrops through our own tears.

As far as he could discover, there were no signs of spring. The decay that covered the surface of the mottled ground was not the kind in which life generates. Last year, he remembered, May had failed to quicken these soiled fields. It had taken all the brutality of July to torture a few green spikes through the exhausted dirt.What the little park needed, even more than he did, was a drink. Neither alcohol nor rain would do. Tomorrow, in his column, he would ask Broken-hearted, Sick-of-it-all, Desperate, Disillusioned-with-tubercular-husband and the rest of his correspondents to come here and water the soil with their tears. Flowers would then spring up, flowers that smelled of feet."Ah, humanity..." But he was heavy with shadow and the joke went into a dying fall. He trist to break its fall by laughing at himself.

If we never experience the chill of a dark winter, it is very unlikely that we will ever cherish the warmth of a bright summer__ day. Nothing stimulates our appetite for the simple joys of life more than the starvation caused by sadness or desperation. In order to complete our amazing life journey successfully, it is vital that we turn each and every dark tear into a pearl of wisdom, and find the blessing in every curse.

When she enters the room she immediately shuts the window and draws the shade with a quick, hard pull. Then she throws herself down on the bed, and the sobbing starts all over again. It's as if she can't sob when she's not in a lying position - either that or she has to start sobbing the moment she lies down.

Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.

Don__ underestimate your tears. They have the power to strengthen your commitment to your life__ purpose and to direct you towards your goal. So, when you cry because of the people who mock or taunt you, be positive and make promises with yourself that you will prove them wrong.