When I was little, I heard tales about my older cousins that I’m not sure are verifiable, but they made memorable stories. As I am the youngest in that generation, there’s a possibility that by the time the recounting got to me, there was a bit of embellishment.
One such story was that when my cousin cried and refused to be consoled, my aunt would place a potted plant before her and say, “If you’re not going to stop crying you might as well put those tears to good use and water the plants.” My aunt didn’t believe in wasting tears.
I cry at weddings.
I cry when saying goodbye to loved ones.
I cry during Hallmark commercials.
I rarely cry over my sins.
Rarely, meaning, I can’t remember the last time I wet my cheek with penitent tears.
“….and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears.” Luke 7:38
How many tears did it take to wash His feet?
Little confession of little sin results in little love.
“He who is forgiven little, loves little.” Luke 7:47
Who weeps over their own sin anymore?
Is it any wonder that love falters in our world?
Have Thine own way, Lord, have Thine own way.
Search me and try me, Savior today.
Wash me just now, Lord, wash me just now,
As in Thy presence humbly I bow.
a small drop of ink 
Maybe Simon had few sin. If one has a small cut needing only a band aid it is less serious than one who had lost a leg or an arm and has it completely repaired. Where is the greater thanks .
I wept at weddings goodbyes to dying loved ones for children getting achevment awards my children leaving home for college for children GEttiNG married and yes wept for and when asking forgiveness from my priest my brother and sisters my parents and my wives. Even yes asking forgiveness from my children.
I do not believe I have any gift or advantage over others rather maybe I feel I have so not reached the good I should be. So I had much to be forgiven for so I have much more I feel I am required to do in thanksgiving. So as I have been forgiven much and am joyous so it brings forth a tear. We are all different. The Lord alone knows our heart. Words cannot do justice of the giveness received nor the joy and praise I have for my God and Savior.
Pastor had lead me to cry over my sins many times, and I thank him each time.
For me, this week’s take-always from Bible readings were short, (but sweet):
Monday – Listen
Tuesday- Forgive
Wednesday – Do not judge
Thursday – Be more than fair, be generous
Friday – Faith to forgiveness to peace
You are doing great Robin. Can I challenge you. You can challenge me. Lets do all five things everyday this week…… God Bless