Sometimes…
It takes the hottest
tears
to melt the coldest
pain.
That salty drip upon the
lip
is savored not in
vain...
It sometimes takes the sorrow
that blurs the eyes with
grief
to help us taste tomorrow
and hope of sweet
relief.
It's only when our
weeping
falls like rain upon our face
--that our aching,
outstretched arms
can feel the Savior's warm
embrace.
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