Rod and Staff

Widows have occasionally told me you have to set a limit to your crying; otherwise, they say, you can drown in your tears; you can become lost in grief and be in danger of never coming back.

So I decided to follow my sister’s example. Barbara, when she was battling cancer, allowed herself five minutes a day for what she called “meltdown,” and no more. Okay, so she was braver than I am; I decided to allow myself 15.

Demetrios reminds me that if we cry to God, though, if we do our crying in His presence, laying our burdens before Him, we need not fear to cry as long as the tears come. Our Good Shepherd will never let us be lost.