The Last Tear

Grief is something we all have possessed at one point or another in life. Death of a loved one is always hard but especially hard when it is your mother who died. Sorrowful emotions run deep and crying is one way to express those emotions. There will come a time when you cry the last tear.

My mother passed away due to the dreadful disease of cancer. This is a disease I hate with a passion. It robs people of the life that was given them by God.

My mother birthed eleven children. She was full of life and is sorely missed by all. The day she died changed our lives forever. I recall that day very well. It was on a Sunday that I got a call that she was worse than she ever was before. I called my Pastor at Church and asked him to come pray with us. I also called two more brothers from Church. As we prayed for her, she lifted her hands toward heaven in praise and honor of God.

Later that evening, I went to Church like normal. About a half hour before the service starts, a call was made to the church. The news was that my mother had gone on to be with the Lord.

I was unable to grieve at first and I am not sure why. Perhaps the Lord wanted me to remain strong during this time. It wasn't until I was alone after we buried her that the grief came. I was on my way to work and the flood gates opened. It took four days after her death before I was able to feel the suffering of losing her.

Jesus was with me through it all. He never left me because I was sorrowful. He helped me to get through it and strengthened me. There is a verse in the scriptures that state, "Weeping may endure for the night but joy is coming in the morning."

I still miss my mother even today and at times a few tears show up but I know one day, I will cry the last tear.

Uneasiness takes its place in the heart

Dolor takes over the soul

Distressed I cried out to the one who can help me

Comfort alludes me. . . no pleasure in life

Displeasure abounds. . . weariness takes over

Suffering in silent lamentation

Affliction moves ahead vexing the ego

Quiescence removed. . . struck down by adversity

Deluge of my eyes ebbing as the ocean tide

Flood recedes as sorrow is abated

Liveliness debuts in my essence

Pleasure replaces anguish as stillness returns

The Captain has arrived to silence my weeping

Replacing sobbing with complacency

Inducing satisfaction of soul and spirit

King of kings Lord of lords let me cry the last tear

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