Have you ever been where you are so caught up in the moment of what you are doing that all your emotion, passion, and soul feel like one and you begin to tear up? That moment. That piece of time. That emotion. Priceless.
You aren’t quite sure where that tear came from, but there is no denying that something is stirring within your soul.
That full watery tear says so much.
It says . . . this is a moment I’ll never forget.
It says . . . there is something to this that resonates with my soul.
It says . . . this thing I’m doing touches the very core of my heart.
It says . . . this is where I want to be.
It says . . . this is what I’m called to do.
It says . . . THIS is my purpose.
My pastor has a saying “What ever makes you cry your eyes out or bang your fists on the table, that thing, that is what you are called to do.”
What makes you tear up? Do you know why?
Is it some injustice being done? Is it the sadness you feel someone experiencing? Is it children playing? Is it the elderly? Is it the pain strippers experience in clubs?
So, why the tears?
Chatting at the Sky has an awesome post about how our tears can be messengers. I love that thought because it is so true. Her post is totally worth the read. Touched my heart and stirred many emotions within me.
I’d love to hear what makes you cry your eyes out or bang your fists on tables.
Alene, I know it's no surpirse to you what makes me tear up or bang my fist on the table, but seeing you've asked us to share…I will.
Talking to women who are at a crossroad in choosing life or death when finding out they're pregnant… a unplanned pregnancy.
I fill up with both emotions as I'm helping those who believed "at the time" having an abortion was the right choice.
I guess you can say its my "sweet spot."
love~Tammy
This is a hard one! So much drives me! At the end of the day it is the parent that rushes and does not acknowledge their own child. They see them as annoyance and not a addition that you must pour love deposits into. It is the parent constantly on the phone who ignores their child or tells them they are bugging them. It is the parent that has no realization of what a great gift God has given them and takes it for granted. The parent that can't wait for Monday so their child will be at school and they can have their "me" time!
Yes, we all need a break and a time to be quiet to refresh our souls. that is not the "me" time I am referring to!
I know it is a unique one that stirs my soul but it makes me what to wake the parent up or rescue the child. Sometime both!
Tammy – I so knew that would be your passion and what makes you cry. Although I've never met you, I read it in all your write. Your passion and emotions stir my soul.
Shellie – girl, just reading your comment I was getting fired up! I totally get what you're saying and can definitely see you have a passion for children and making them feel welcome no matter the situation. What a special gift that is!!! Don't squelch the fire – let it lead you to help children. Blessings girl!!!
What makes me tear up? Seeing "Sunday Christians" who have no idea what they are missing by not reading and studying God's Word. I LOVE it when I teach the Word and see the 'light' go on in the eyes of those listening because they suddenly can apply Scripture to their lives. There is nothing like that feeling to me.
Many things make me tear up but most recently is seeing my children grow up. My daughter recently passed her driver's test and I was so proud of her and seeing how she has become such a mature young lady. It really warmed my heart.
My father did not approve of crying. That makes me cry and get angry. That is certainly not a passion. I would like to just forget about it completely. I have been working on it this year knowing that my father's health was failing and wanting to come to terms with it. His dementia and then his death.. and I just want to forget about it again. The only other thing that drives me to tears is being sad that my brother is an alcoholic. I miss his kind soft voice when he is drinking. I miss his reassurance. He is in rehab now and oh, for 31 days! I pray for the breaking down of strongholds, and for a future so bright!
I'm sorry, Alene, I know you have lost your father while I was stuck on Day 15.