I had the privilege of sharing a room with my little sister over the winter break. It didn’t take long for us to become fast friends. She is a beautiful wonder child.
Before heading to the airport yesterday, I decided to play my parents piano one last time. A few minutes in, a teary blue eyed little girl ran into the room. She plopped herself onto the chair next to me and cried. Of course, this brought tears to my eyes. I absolutely LOVED spending time with this precious one and was sad to leave. With tears running down both of our cheeks, I remembered how precious tears are to God. He keeps them in a bottle. These little droplets of salty water don’t occur in heaven. So, in moments like these, tears are like worship. You see, I know that God has me in California for a season, but it is still hard at times. Like most humans, I sometimes long for the people that I love in different places. In these moments, I may shed a few tears. It is worth it.
