I can be an emotional guy at times. I probably can appear stone cold and hardhearted at other times. This morning I am reflecting upon a week not too long ago that was very emotional ... in many different ways ... for me, and many of the people around me ... on more than a couple different days.
I think it started with me struggling at a staff meeting. I ended up apologizing to the staff for being short (with words, not in stature), and not thoroughly engaged as we gathered. The emotion I was feeling was 'overwhelm'. I could sense the sadness of the many, many funerals I have been a part of over the past few months colliding with the aggressive changes being made in the office to become more effective in the mission Christ has given us. A major part of me wanted to just curl up on a pew in the darkness of the sanctuary and be away from everybody and everything.
However, the following day was filled by God with one incredible conversation after another. Two of my visits brought tears to the people I was visiting, as sadness and joy collided in their hearts. And the next day matched its predecessor in the tears category. In addition to those four heart-touching, emotion filled conversations, there were at least five or six others that carried hard and clear stamps of "God @ Work" upon them. By the end of the week my weariness was replaced with exhilaration ... and tears of appreciation misted my eyes as I reflected upon what God had done.
As I thought about God's consistent, gracious activity in my life, my mind then turned to the many people I know who do not enjoy the same wondrous blessings I am experiencing ... especially those whose pains are deep and chronic ... and I hear the tear-filled voice of Jesus as he says, "O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, ... How often I would have gathered your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing! See, your house is left to you desolate." (Matthew 23.37-38)
And, from way back in my college days, came the words of a song I have sung many times. "You said you'd come and share all my sorrows. You said you'd be there for all my tomorrows. I came so lose to sending to you away, but just like you promised you came here to stay; I just had to pray. And Jesus said, 'Come to the water, stand by my side. I know you are thirsty, you won't be denied. I felt every teardrop when in darkness you cried, and I strove to remind you that for those tears I died.'" (Marsh J. Stevens)
I believe we have an emotional Savior. His name is Jesus. We see that emotion as he stands outside the tomb of Lazarus (John 11.35) and as he prays in Gethsemane (Luke 22.42-44). His heart is shown to us as he says, "Come to me all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls." (Matthew 11.28-29)
And I pray that this week you may sense the same touch of his hand as have I ... as you remember that "for YOUR TEARS he died."