Laughter = Tears

Most of my days are filling with laughter.  because I choose. Other days are not, hearts crushed under the weight. 

As I watch the rain pouring against my windshield, I am reminded of broken hearts.  All kinds.  Every one has different struggles and pain. 
Today my heart feels broken. 
Today I feel all alone. 
I know God is above all and in charge of all for other people's pain.  He is a loving God.  But the difficult part is believing He cares about me.  little old me.  That I am important enough that He knows my pain and tears.

Continuing to drive, I watch the rain, then I notice that the rain is streaming up the windshield, not down. My mind is drawn to the verse that God is collecting my tears.  Your tears.  Our tears. They are going up.  To be stored

I imagine rows and rows of jars filled.. with the id# of pkm1981. 
Maybe beside it is written 1,589,456 hairs, then with a strike through it, then added 1,589,440 with 6 new grey ones.

He Cares.  I need Faith  I need to Trust