salt

(I know I often post pictures of the beach- only because it's so close to my heart, so beautiful, & I'm there a lot. Notice the wonderful finger in the camera lens haha)

I cry all the time. This really isn't anything new, because I've been crying all the time for most of my life. It used to be that bad things were happening to me all the time, so I would be sobbing over it. Or I was so depressed that I couldn't find anything not to cry about. It has been like this before, because now I cry at any mention of God. Or love. Or the two combined. Yesterday when I was getting ready for Easter service, Pandora played the song "Worth it All" by Rita Springer, and I started crying while getting dressed. During the service at Tampa Underground, I started crying at least five times. Later, when Katie gave me a hug, I almost cried. And then during the thankful box, I started crying.

I get touched deeply a lot by things. Beautiful days, kind words, familiar songs. Bring up Jesus and his sacrifice, and watch the waterworks begin. I don't mind crying all the time, it just makes wearing make up/being in public difficult sometimes. But I'm glad that my heart is soft, that is tender, that the tears aren't coming from all the pain I carry (although sometimes they do, and that's okay too). There's a verse in the Bible that says that God has all of our tears in a bottle, and I like thinking that. I cry a LOT of tears, so I imagine my bottle is really big. I like to think that he cares for me so much that he notices (and saves) every single tear, no matter how often or how fast they come. That he thinks I'm worth that. That I'm that precious.

In a way, the ocean and I are a lot alike. It's comprised of salt water, and I'm constantly pouring it out.

Just some thoughts.

sarah∞mae