There are tears stored up in every human soul.
Tears that were inconvenient to someone else.
Tears that got someone punished.
Tears to be shed when there was lack.
Tears unspent because “now is not the time.”
These tears all need a place to go.
And perhaps there is a Divine Someone
Who knows where all those tears went.
And perhaps this Divine Someone
Can be here today while we shed some of them.
by Robert Monson