Whether coming to Christ for the first time or as you go from glory to glory….His touch will be accompanied by tears…
Cry out your anger, cry out your bitterness, cry out your loneliness, cry out your loss. Cry out your hatred, cry out over your sin, cry out your brokenness….but do cry.
I fear the loss of tears in my life…for it is the gentle tending of the heart and emptying of pride that makes room for Him..
The hardened criminal will cry as the Holy Spirit touches his hidden pain. The bitterest soul will melt under the love of Christ as He moves upon a heart.
Make room for His Spirit in our lives and churches and we will make room for His tears to transform with healing power every man or woman touched by His glory.
May the altars once again be filled with cries…wet with tears as Saints arise…
