Psalm 56:8
Rev. 21:4

Tears—yep, we shed them--all kinds. Can you imagine having to keep those tears in a bottle as a memorial of our grief, only to have them buried with our mortal bodies? I’m glad we have a Lord Who sees and tenderly cares for our hearts right now.

Then, when we get home, He promises to wipe them all away.

(So, what does the Lord do with our crocodile tears? Does He count them with the others?)