God of our weary years, God of our silent tears is the same God yesterday today and forever. In life we pass through dry, parched places in our lives, relationships, jobs, ministries, sin but God takes note of our pain, collects our tears and renders the bitterness and sorrow a productive harvest. Our tears water dry lives, refresh those dead in sin and turn them into Oasis like the desert Hagar was in, the 400 year Israelite captivity, the godly sorrow of David over adultery and the sins of his sons, the unexpected traumatic losses of Job and anguish of Mordecai. Yet, the God who provides turns it into a watered garden, pools of water, miraculous reproduction of seed bc HE IS just that good. He has promised never to leave or forsake you! Hold fast to your profession of faith… be not weary in well doing…there’s an abundant harvest on the way. A harvest of souls Isaiah 54!