I am El Roi - I am the God who sees and knows. I saw that rogue tear... The one that came when anger turned words into water. When you lost it. I saw you and I knew those tears. As the words were spilling out, I was naming all that liquid and counting them as they fell.
"One. That one is "Anger". Two. "Entitlement". I saw them all. Six...eleven...forty three. The one that silently slid out and hit your shoulder. That one was "Misunderstood". Seventy seven, seventy eight. I've got them all right here. The one that came when you shouted? "Hurt". The one that came when you crumpled to the floor? Ninety one? "Disappointment". I've got them all. My hands will catch them. My heart will name them. My blood was spilled to dry them."
When the quiet finally came and the words were few but the thoughts many, I was still naming. This time it was you, not tears. I called you "Broken", because its beautiful and causes growth. "Wrecked", but in an effort to put you back together stronger than ever. "Weak", but so you realize your strength is futile. "Shattered", but only because I don't ever want you to be the same.
Tears will come. This will be hard. Words will turn to water, but they will not be lost on Me. I will be calling them by name. If need be, keem them coming.
One hundred seven. "Searching".
Tara is Greg's girl, mom to two sons of thunder, a hunger fighter, big dreamer and worship pastor at seacoast church.