There Will Be Tears

There will be tears.

Sin abounds.

People don’t see

that their sin is wreaking havoc.

Striving, seeking,

nothing fulfills,

sin tastes good,

but it only kills.

And tears stream down

hurting, sinful faces.

Shattered hearts

left and right,

nobody finding

the love they crave.

Married aren’t satisfied,

and singles wait,

every heart restless,

longing for a different fate.

And tears stream down

broken, lonely faces.

Anxiety pulls

the restless into isolation.

They need someone

to help,

but it’s easier to just be

alone.

The hurt goes deep,

no one can see,

their mind is their trap,

with nowhere to flee.

And tears stream down

silent, hidden faces.

Even those

whose lives look perfect,

are slaves to

their own appearance.

The real struggle

goes too deep.

So worried about this masquerade

that they lose sleep.

And tears stream down

all the perfect looking faces.

Cancer strikes,

and death lurks in the night..

When hope is in health,

how quickly it vanishes.

Grief is a thief.

It seems impossible to escape

and we doubt that good

could possibly be found

when pain overwhelms like a flood.

And tears stream down

all the sick, mourning faces.

Busy schedules,

prideful hearts,

all running for what?

Looking for purpose,

longing for distraction,

there’s no time to breathe,

only a void filled with dissatisfaction.

And tears stream down

all the rushing, busy faces.

Children are starving.

Their bodies,

too small for their years,

ache for food,

until they disappear.

And tears stream down

all the hungry, aching faces.

The sacrifice is great

to submit to Christ.

Obedience comes

with a cost.

Willing to die,

their faith stands secure,

reality sinks in,

of the pain they are called to endure.

And tears stream down

all the faithful, following faces.

There is so much pain.

There are so many tears.

And where is God in the midst of this sorrow?

Has he hidden his face?

Does He see our tears?

Is there hope for tomorrow?

There’s so far to go,

so much pain I’ve not seen.

How many more tears will

rush down these faces?

Tired, lonely, broken, sick, hurried, fearful, hungry,

the pain is too much, too many.

But I wait,

oh I wait for the day,

when I can fall on my knees in front of my Savior,

and the Lord GOD

will wipe tears from all faces away.

This is grace,

to feel HIS

nail-scarred hands

that bore so much

of my pain,

wipe my tears away.

I cannot imagine

how he has wept

and suffered for me.

And yet with a gaze so gentle, and wise,

He looks at my weary, humble demise,

and wipes the last traces of suffering

from my eyes.

He didn’t promise no pain,

He didn’t promise no tears,

so for God I will wait

and rejoice

because He WILL wipe away the tears.

“He will swallow up death forever;

and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from all faces,

and the reproach of his people he will

take away from all the earth,

for the LORD has spoken.

It will be said on that day,

‘Behold, this is our God; we have waited

for him that he might save us.

This is the LORD; we have waited for him;

let us be glad and rejoice in his salvation.’”

-Isaiah 25:8-9