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A Crying Failure

Rachel Lubbers·1971-07-01

I find people crying in such fierce pain that it will never be forgotten. I view the many ghetto areas crushed with complete silence and yet screaming so loud that it fills the night. I see everywhere people trying to crawl out from ugly pits of unhappiness and sadly, I turn my magnifying glass to t

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Sara’s Prayer

Tom Cammenga·2005-11-01

Realizing that the child into whose face she now gazed did not, really could not understand this wish she wiped the tears from her eyes and cheeks with the back of her hand and stood up. Tenderly she wrapped her arms around the child’s shoulders and hugged her tightly. “You really miss him don’t you

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Why, O Lord?

Dan Bergman·2012-05-01

We should also know that it is okay to weep, and that as Christians we should not think for a minute that it is not okay to weep. We read of countless instances in the Bible of Gods people weeping and crying out to God to help and save them. In today’s thinking crying is considered a form of weaknes

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Weariness (1) Words for the Weary

Andrew Tanis·2009-02-01

The pain is so strong that tears pour down, and his eye is consumed with grief. Those who say things like “men don’t cry” are void of understanding. Real men pray that God will make them cry when they feel that they have lost that ability. He desires to cry in genuine sorrow for sin. He desires to c

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The Gift (5)

Tom Cammenga·2007-04-01

Gradually he drew his hand back and began to weep. At first the tears ran down his cheeks slowly and then as grief overtook him they flowed freely and his body rocked with wave after wave of sorrow. There, in the dark of his bedroom with a faint glow from the streetlight sneaking through the blinds

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From: The Confessions of Saint Augustine Book VIII

Augustine of Hippo·2007-03-01

Thus was it then with me, and he perceived something of it; for something I suppose I had spoken, wherein the tones of my voice appeared choked with weeping, and so had risen up. He then remained where we were sitting, most extremely astonished. I cast myself down I know not how, under a certain fig

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A Murderer Redeemed

PingAn (Tabitha) Liu·2000-02-01

Beyond the tough exterior, Lucy’s broken heart was clinging on to the words “I am a friend.” She longed to acknowledge the need for a friend but the pride that had been in her for so long refused to give in. Overcome with these mixed feelings, Lucy broke down crying. Her heart cried out to no one in

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The Gift (11)

Tom Cammenga·2010-03-01

And under the gray autumn sky that mirrored his soul at the moment, he cried. It was not the uncontrolled and mournful wailing as at times before but it was the simple weeping of a soul filled with profound sorrow. He wasn’t sure how long he had been there but in time, when the tears seemed to have

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The Gift (8)

Tom Cammenga·2008-03-01

After getting in the car without having said a word to each other since leaving the consulting room, they embraced and the tears they had both held back while in the office now flowed freely for both. Unbeknownst to them the doctor stood by a window that overlooked the parking lot and watched as the

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The Gift (2)

Tom Cammenga·2006-09-01

With shaking hands he made a cup of coffee and walked over to the sliding glass door in the dining room. Gazing outside the reality of the past few weeks seemed to slowly surround him and finally overtook him but try as he might, he couldn’t cry. It seemed that there were simply no more tears left.