“Tears are words from the heart that can’t be spoken.”
I’ve spent extended time with two close girl friends from my childhood recently. We were in the preschool Sunday School class together. E and J know me from when I was loud and bossy. They made fun of me, I made fun of them, we made up.
After church, we spent Sunday afternoons together making movies and inventing new worlds. We graduated from high school at the same time, we got married and now have kids near the same age.
This last week I shared with both of them details about a terrible time in my past, when something happened to me that I cannot recover. I know it means growth in me that I can breach the subject out loud, with someone other than my therapist. I know it means I trust them and that they’re good friends.
In some ways it’s easier to write cryptically on blogs for thousands than to share privately with one friend. Do you know the feeling of sharing something terrible and being heard?
The day I found the courage to share what I know with close, trusted friends was the day I found healing soaking further into my heart.
Both E and J responded as good, long-time friends now how, intuitively, naturally, with full-hearts.
They listened with their eyes growing wide, they asked few questions, they tried to understand and then, they wept.
I do still, sometimes, cry over this, but I’ve invested enough tears and thought, prayer and therapy to not feel teary-eyed as I watched them reach for some tissues.
I sat beside them watching them cry and knowing they were entering my pain and discovering that I felt like my heart was healing with their tears. It reminded me of Rapunzel’s tears in Tangled.
Tears from friends–I believe they have God-given magical power.
“Faithful friends are a shelter. Whoever has found one has found a treasure. Faithful friends are beyond price.
No amount can match their worth. Faithful friends are the elixir of life, and those who fear the Lord will find them”
(Ecc 6:14-17 paraphrased by Elaine Storkey).