
After 11 yrs I can tell the difference between all of the emotions my Daughter Kayla displays, especially when she Cries.
I know her selfish Cry
I know her mad Cry
I know her frustrated Cry
I know her nervous Cry
I know her "my tooth is hurting" Cry
but the one that truly effects me is "my heart is hurting papi" Cry. That is the one that i have to turn my face so she can't see me battling my own tears, so that i can be strong for her. My daughter is a very strong girl and struggles to let people see any weakness in her but it's this Cry where she tells you "i need you, I am broken", and "i need rescuing".
Yesterday she found out that my parents will be putting to sleep next week a family dog because of age and sickness. She turned and looked at me, and i saw her eyes so big as if i can look right through them, down to her heart and see the cut that the news had made. She buried her head into my chest and i turned my head so she would not see my own weakness. I didn't say much, i just said "I know, I know, I know baby". Her refuge was in my arms and daddy's words slowly but surely wiped each tear off one by one.
I am pretty sure that God hurts when we hurt. If we listen carefully we can probably here him saying "I know, I know"... Refuge can be sought in his arms and his healing word.