Sacredness In Tears

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"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love." -Washington Irving

I have deep memories of me being a young boy who was deeply in touch with his emotions. Sadness. Joy. Fear. Anger. Empathy. They were (and continue to be) always there, just below the surface, waiting for a reason to be unleashed. I recall when I was in middle school, feeling like a boy being this in touch with his emotions was not the best. As some would say today, it isn't a good look. Afterall, boys are made of  "Frogs and snails and puppy dogs' tails". Boys were not supposed to be sensitive and they were really not supposed to cry. However, as I have gotten older, I have learned to accept this soft side of me.

A good friend of mine had an incident where someone disrespected his wife royally. He sprang from his chair and ran outside and confronted the dude and like a good friend I was in hot pursuit. His wife said, "Ray you have to just stand there. Do not talk and do not smile. Because once you talk and they see that smile, you will cease to be intimidating." I must admit that she was right. God made me to be this guy who loves people, hates violence and is crazy passionate. Now, I do not see my ability to cry empathetically as a flaw but rather a virtue. The world is filled with people who will go out of their way to be rude. I think that the world needs more folks who can shed a tear and by doing say, "I feel you."

Now, don't hear what I am not saying. When there is injustice, the hairs on my neck will raise and I am ready to stand for justice. If you cross my wife, then my primal self will rise up. Because, after all, I was born that way, too. I was born to stand for justice and I was born to protect my wife and family.

There is sacredness in tears and there is sacredness in standing for justice.




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