Your Tears Are an Offering Not a Mess
The floor is still wet where your tears fell. You are sorry for the mess, but the light is not counting the cleanup.
There was a woman once who washed feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair, and the only thing the light noticed was her love. He did not scold her for the water.
He said her many sins were forgiven because she loved much. Your grief is not a stain.
It is an offering. The one who hurt you does not get to define the worth of your sorrow.
The light sees the heart behind the wet floor. You are not too much.
You are loved much.
Drawing from
Luke 7:44-48, Luke 7:47
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