The Final Tear
Categories: Church of Christ Bulletin Articles, uncategorized
We all have walked rose-strewn paths
And wept tears of joy through the years.
Then suddenly the dark clouds gather,
And we cry, “Dear Lord, dry our tears.”
When days are dark and filled with pain,
And we can’t find joy in the little things,
Tears of joy become tears of sorrow;
We become as birds with broken wings.
The soul that once soared with happiness
No longer hears life’s jubilant psalm.
God can gently wipe tear-dimmed eyes,
And fill our hearts with blessed calm.
“Joy cometh in the morning”, we know,
Yet we must face the sorrow of today,
But we have the assurance in the end—
God will wipe our final tear away.
—Barbara Cagle Ray (see pg. 23).