There’s a holy chemistry to grief — a sacred science woven into the fibres of our humanity. Tears, often misunderstood, are not signs of fragility.

They are the body's divine way of unburdening sorrow.

One of my earliest memories is from when I was three, maybe four years old. I was crying — just wanting to be seen, to be comforted — when my head was shoved under the cold water tap. The shock took my breath away. I gasped, swallowed my tears, and made an unspoken vow: Never cry again. From that moment on, I fought back every tear and boxed up my emotions, believing that showing pain was unsafe.

That vow not to cry was one of the first I had to repent of and renounce on my journey of inner healing. I also had to repent of the expectancy and judgment that emotions were unsafe and chaotic. It took fifty-four years before I finally allowed myself to cry my cries, scream my screams, and grieve my losses.

I remembered Sandra, a dear friend, saying in one of her lessons, “If you’d allow yourself to cry, you wouldn’t have to cry through your nose,” referring to her constant sinus issues. I must admit, my own sinuses have improved substantially since I’ve allowed myself to cry. God, in His mercy, has been unravelling that vow, gently teaching me that tears are not weakness — they are release. That He bottles every one. That what the enemy once used to silence my emotions, He can redeem as streams of healing.

Did you know your body produces three types of tears?🤔

• Basal tears – gentle guardians that keep your eyes nourished

• Reflex tears – defenders that flush out smoke or dust

• Emotional tears – born from heartbreak, love, loss, or deep relief

Only emotional tears carry stress hormones.

Only these tears carry the pain we sometimes cannot speak.

Tears are not weakness — they are sacred expressions.

Every drop has purpose. Every tear is counted.

Perhaps you've been told you're too sensitive.

Too emotional. Too much.

Yet what if... you're simply wired for healing?🤔

Tears do not mean you're falling apart.

They are healing in motion.

A mercy-wash for the ache within.

So, dear heart —

When was the last time you cried?🤔

Did something shift?🤔

Did your soul sigh in that quiet exhale?🤔

Don’t resist the tears.

Let them fall like rain upon the parched ground of your grief.

Let them baptise the pain you’ve carried silently for too long.

💧 Grief has chemistry.

💧 Tears are not weakness… they’re release.

Prayer:

Lord, I bring You my hidden sorrow and the tears I’ve held back for too long. Help me to trust that each tear is noticed, each ache known. Let my release become the beginning of restoration. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.