Men and women are so different!
(and this is news?)
Men just do not get us!
(duh!)
Remember the little childhood poem :
“What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails
That’s what little boys are made of !”
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice and all things nice
That’s what little girls are made of!”
I’d like to modify the ‘little girls’ part …
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice and teary cries
That’s what little girls are made of!
We females cry …
we cry when we are sad, we cry when we are happy,
we cry when we remember, we cry when we look to the future,
we cry when we are hungry, and when we are full,
we cry when we are with friends, and when we are all alone,
we cry when we laugh hysterically, we cry when we are spitting mad
we just cry.
What is misunderstood by the testosterone-filled gender, is the fact that we do not choose to cry (certainly there are those who turn the waterworks on and off like the garden hose, but those are the manipulating few). Most often, for most women, the tears flow naturally … as if estrogen is the main ingredient! When the tears fall, the result is not simply wet cheeks, the main result (as if this was the plan to begin with, by our Creator) is that we females feel better. Oh, the thing that brought on the tears may still exist, but the pressure that had built up prior to the dam bursting is relieved, and we can breathe again.
Revelation 21:4 tells us that, “He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” This verse does not tell us that He will stop the tears from flowing, but that will wipe them … with a tender, loving wipe of our Father’s hand. He will comfort, He will console, He will empathize.
God ‘gets’ tears, He understands the pressure that builds up in the tear ducts of a woman … that is how He made us. That is how He wanted us to respond as we walk this Earthly existence where leaking from our eyes is how we survive the realities of this world.
Tissue anyone?
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