thankful for my RO who spoke words of encouragement today and did his best to empower me.
thankful for my cluster supervisor who previously spoke to me to find out how i'm coping with add in my life.
thankful for being alive, that even though there's a lot of pain in life, and a lot of grief at times, there're also instances when life is sweet.
thankful for God, for without Him, life's meaning is lost, and that i'm probably somewhere around wallowing in lots of sins (if i'm still around on this earth, that is).
am burdened once again.
i wonder,
when Jesus teared, was He also tearing for the many unshed tears hidden in the hearts of people?
when Jesus took the floggings from men, was He also experiencing the pain caused by invisible whips done by hurtful words and deliberate bullying?
how broken He must have been, as He looked upon the world and see its invisibilities, and identified with the pain that people carried in their hearts, things which they feel are too shameful to bring anywhere near a glimpse of light.

He who holds eternity in His hands, also holds the bottles which store our tears.