He will wipe away the tears...

Isa 25:8 he will swallow up death forever. The Sovereign LORD will wipe away the tears from all faces; he will remove the disgrace of his people from all the earth. The LORD has spoken.

Rev. 21:4He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."

Psalm 56:8You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in your bottle. Are they not in your book?

Tonight, I got in my car and drove and just prayed and cried out to God. My feelings were so hurt and I just needed to be by myself (please make no assumptions). I felt so accused by the enemy. I did not want to pick up the phone and blast my hurt to anyone so I just cried out to God. I reminded myself that my life is in His hands and He sees every hurt, every accusation, every secret place and that this is not my home. I spoke so many things to Him but one was just, "LORD, You are all I truly have in life. I love You." Then, I prayed for the person who had hurt me. No one understood but God and that is who's arms I needed to take refuge in. My hormones also escalated things in my opinion...but still. As I prayed for blessings and mercy over this person, I told God that He knew my heart and that I really didn't mean those prayers but I wanted His will to be the desire of my heart. It is funny how if you just pray His word He will change Your heart. It truly is a miracle. I have practiced this so many times and had a complete about face toward people who have hurt me. Through God's word I am able to forgive and have my heart transformed. Also, the beauty of it is that when I go to God and entrust the situation to Him...He can work on the thing as I lay it at His feet. I asked one of my dearest friends to pray for me afterwards. I am so thankful He brought me His peace.

ANYWAY, when I got home Morgan was so excited. I had gone to Wal-mart and she was so thankful for the can of corn that had Go Diego Go on it. Bless her...I had to use it in a recipe. Later, when I was sharing my heart with Rod I started to cry. I hate to cry in front of Morgan. She stood up in the chair next to me grabbed my face and wiped (very intentionally, with the palm of her hands) the tears from my eyes. It was so the Lord using that sweet thing to say I hear you Jenny. I love you child.

A few weeks ago I told Morgan that God stores our tears in a bottle because she was crying. To which she replied, "Mommy we are going to have some big bottles." I can't get over some of the stuff she says!

Praise You Lord!