No matter how hard I try to convince myself otherwise, and even attempt to act as such... I can't seem to knock to crying fits. "I'm not a crier!" I hear my head trying to assert. Alas, all I seem to do... at the mere drop of a hat, is weep. Sometimes uncontrolably. Sometimes with joy. Sometimes simply as my heart breaks over the fullness of a situation's demise. Tears. Flow. Abundantly!
In worship, in prayer, and even in conversation... I can't help myself. HeavenForbid things go awry, then it's torrential despite my efforts to control. I walk around, at times, as though I'm carrying a head cold. When, in fact, I've only been sobbing for hours and all the junk is still there, swelling my sinuses & other ducted areas of the face.
*shaking head*
willl it ever cease?
