Jesus Wept.

Jesus wept.

Jesus - the Son of God, the Saviour of the World - wept.

Jesus was human.

Jesus experienced pain.

Jesus was sad.

And he allowed himself to be sad.

Jesus showed us that it's okay to be sad.

It's okay to hurt.

It's okay to weep.

And that hes weeping with us.

Maybe we should allow ourselves to be sad more often,

to weep with the Lord, the Son of God

at the brokenness, crapiness, suckiness that surrounds us sometimes.

Because

he showed us that it's okay.

You have searched me, LORD,

and you know me.

² You know when I sit and when I rise;

you perceive my thoughts from afar.

³ You discern my going out and my lying down;

you are familiar with all my ways.

⁴ Before a word is on my tongue

you, LORD, know it completely.

⁵ You hem me in behind and before,

and you lay your hand upon me.

⁶ Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,

too lofty for me to attain.

⁷ Where can I go from your Spirit?

Where can I flee from your presence?

⁸ If I go up to the heavens, you are there;

if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.

⁹ If I rise on the wings of the dawn,

if I settle on the far side of the sea,

¹⁰ even there your hand will guide me,

your right hand will hold me fast.

¹¹ If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me

and the light become night around me,”

¹² even the darkness will not be dark to you;

the night will shine like the day,

for darkness is as light to you.

¹³ For you created my inmost being;

you knit me together in my mother’s womb.

¹⁴ I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;

your works are wonderful,

I know that full well.

¹⁵ My frame was not hidden from you

when I was made in the secret place,

when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.

¹⁶ Your eyes saw my unformed body;

all the days ordained for me were written in your book

before one of them came to be.

¹⁷ How precious to me are your thoughts,^[a] God!

How vast is the sum of them!

¹⁸ Were I to count them,

they would outnumber the grains of sand—

when I awake, I am still with you.

I'm learning slowly how much God knows me.

Like, really knows me,

more intimately than anyone else ever will.

And with that comes the fact that he knows what's best,

even more than I know,

because he can see so much more than I can.

I think I've said that before.

He won't abandon me when I'm sad.

When I awake, he's still there,

whether I awake with sadness,

with loneliness,

with joy,

or with excitement.

He is there,

and he is saying

"I know"

Give me today a humility which seeks to sacrifice oneself to honour you.

A vulnerability which acts to engage with my own brokenness.

A faith that walks through the darkness, one step at a time.

And a strength to pick myself up when things seem to have gone astray.

For today, that's all I need.