We are all sinners, but injured souls as well, hijacked by Satan. Although sin is in us, with us, master of our rebellion, we are more over innocent victims long bathed in melancholy and tears. The heart of Christ wants to redeem the righteousness lost in our sinful ways, He longs to save us from the bondage of original sin and to restore the faded glory; but most of all, our Lord's deepest desire is to wipe away our tears, and not to weep anymore.
In the midst of Satan's persecution, God takes tender mercy on His sons and daughters, His heart aches over our torment by the Evil One. From the fall of man it began, brother pitted against brother and the earth drank its first blood, ceaseless since, generation upon generation. How much blood and tears were spilled that dyed crimson this once a pristine land? Though all of us is the same flesh, such is the stealth and power of its persuasion that the Devil moves through our tongues and our hands the indifference, lies, avarice and hate, to carry out countless tragedy and innumerable cruelty upon one another. We are perpetrators, but also victims. This is Satan's victory.
One by one, our God sees of His creation, perfectly made, but by the disobedience of Adam Satan took from him authority over this world, and abducted each one from the mother's womb to hang on its poisonous sting. We now live under the lies of its influence, allure and temptation; we trample over each other in the pursuit of empty self-aggrandizement, and stray far from God. Imagine how His heart bleeds, and the tears swallowed in pain and disappointment? We are all pitiful little worms for He sees us truly as we are, not whether we pursuit good, but that we are completely incapable of extricating ourselves from this filth-infested bog. But He knows each of His child intimately, and is merciful in seeing pass the encrusted stains and overlooking our trespasses. For it is His heart to redeem us with blood, comfort us with tears and cleanse us with the Holy Spirit, and His will to wrest every child back from the iron clutch of Satan. The darkness of yesterday is wiped away, placing us on the bright throne of tomorrow. He will wipe away our tears, and not to weep anymore.
...There is a black shadow alive in my heart, for its the prince of this world. It wants to conquer me as it has the world in chains. Its voice sweet like molasses and form beautiful to behold...how intoxicating it is, I am under its fervent spell. I am like a butterfly of far away dreams, caught and swallowed in the colors of the firebird. This is but a midnight rainbow, fading wings of dying night, until the first glimmer of morning light. I remain a pathetic little worm, stripped of shadow's garment, naked under the scorching sun, my mouth dry with thirst. Alas I hear the call of the Angel of the Lord, and my heart leapt. Though ravens form like dark clouds, their claws struck like long nails, a white dove sleeps in my heart, rubies flowed down my cheeks, divine spirit melt in water of fire. This is my Purity...
This world is filled with taste of bitterness, and despair in our hearts. We will to do good but no good found, loath all evil but evil bound. But we still have hope in the deepest searching, for God placed eternity in our hearts, and etched His mystery in a secret signature for us to find. We see only glimpses of glory, but the chase is unappeasable, and the heart remains restless until it rests in Him. And God is not waiting; His heart burns and will not forget the helpless children being deceived and abused. He is the father who day after day look to the distant span for the lost son, He is like the Hen longing to gather the chicks under her wings, and He even came to the lost wilderness to bring His beloved home. He is wiping away our tears, so not to weep anymore.
God loves us. That is what He said, and that is what He accomplished. Not a word of reservation nor hesitancy. Jesus quietly accepted our failing and pain, bled in silence to redeem the Devil's ransom. His love and sacrifice is unconditional, asking only to draw us closer to Him, to have faith and depend on Him. Let us for this moment forget the incessant calls and warnings to obey and confess sin, to do this and watch out for that! Just be a child or new bride bathed in love, and enjoy His comforting embrace, breath in His heavenly scent, and rest on His strong shoulders. Jesus whispers in our ears, "Sorrow no more, I am here!" Let out the cries of long-suppressed grievance in the heart, bring to Him a lifetime of broken hearts and and ignored promises...,"Why has thou forsaken me? Placed me in this cold dark corner? Let me suffer loneliness and abandonment?"...No matter how polished we look on the outside, in the dark night of each heart one can hear the sobbing of the soul,"I don't belong here, I am tired, I want to go home!"
James
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