I Timed Her Tears

The grand babies are on a schedule. We have things in a neat little order and somehow they have responded well.

On most days.

The older one, a little boy just one, talks himself to sleep. But the 5 month old still fusses and cries a bit before she nods off. As women we all know that letting a little one cry is not easy. It pulls at the heartstrings. So I pace a bit, watch the baby monitor and keep looking at my watch. One minute, two minutes…then suddenly while I am timing her tears, ready to swoop in to get her if she gets too upset, she stops. Silence.

I tip toe in the room, not always trusting the monitor. I gaze at her peaceful little frame now fast asleep. It was hard for her to get to this sleepy time peace. There were tears and fussing, tossing and turning. Yet, now, she is sound asleep. It seems like magic.

I walk away thinking of how much I love her. How I can not bear the tears and so I time them, counting them down, waiting to come in and save the day. Quickly my mind goes to one who loves us in just the same way, the God who made us, formed our hearts, sees our every step…times our tears too.tears_of_sadness

He knows that often our struggle is a necessity to get us where we need to go. He is right by us as we cry, toss, turn and fuss our way through things. He is timing things. He is guiding things. He is always at work.

So here I sit, little Jessa Lynn now sound asleep in the next room and my heart full with the reminder of God’s love for me, for her, for you. Oh how He loves us. It’s true. It’s life changing. Believing this truth will rearrange the way we think and respond to life.

The next time you find tears warming your own cheeks, remember that God is timing your life events and catching each tear as it falls. My grandaughter couldn’t see me timing and waiting…but I was right there. So it is with Jesus. We can not see him with us but He is right here, right now.

“You keep track of my sorrows. You have collected my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” Psalm 56:8 NLT

It’s no wonder the angel told Mary, don’t be afraid…

So today, I remember afresh that the God who created me, loves me. I need to remember.

taking hold of His love,

Debbie

 

About the Author

Debbie Alsdorf is a regular woman just like anyone reading this blog. Her heart is to equip, strengthen and encourage other women. As a result, along the way she began speaking and writing books and materials to help women grow spiritually. And, just like the women who follow her, she has good days, bad days, and worn out faith days…add in-laws, out-laws and ex-laws and you have the ingredients for challenges and a real need to learn how to trust God with everything within her. She is a wife, mom, step-mom, mother in law and Grammie… who finally at 59 years old began the journey of taking care of her health as a breast cancer diagnosis became a wake up call for living a richer, fuller life.

  1. Patty Griffin Reply

    Debbie

    Tears in a Bottle is the title of one of my songs and the scripture is so true how God is so near and watches over us during those times. Thank you for the insight revealed by this experience. I will always remember this analogy when I sing it now. Blessings to those sweet grandbabies of yours.
    Hugs Patty

  2. Melanie Radojkovic Reply

    Hi Debbie,
    I just came back from the VPC Walk for Life and thanked God for all the little one’s…then I happened onto your blog this afternoon! I love that God put these two little souls into the life of a most awesome gramma like you!
    He is watching us…watching over them…always.
    He is all we need…when we remember…and that’s a constant thing to be reminded of. Thanks again.

  3. Bettina Belter Reply

    Debbie,

    I loved this, but I just wish I could cry……having a hard time doing that very thing, even though I feel that inside i am………All in HIS time I guess. Love you and THANK YOU always!

  4. Barbara Beall Reply

    Debbie,
    What a beautiful way to understand …
    Love you, Miss you…
    Barb

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