Wednesday, January 16, 2008
"Great shining tears stood in the Lion's eyes. They were such big, bright tears compared to Digory's own that for a moment he felt as if the Lion must really be sorrier.. than he was himself
'My son, my son', said Aslan. I know. Grief is great"
-The Magician's Nephew by C.S Lewis-
In times when it hurt so bad, I know that God knows the hurt I am feeling.
In times when I cry till tears run dry, I know that He weeps together with me.
And in times when I feel that no one cares, a friend told me that God stores my tears in bottles.
Sigh...