Crying is a sign of strength. Crying means that something matters, and that there are not words to express all of the meaning we place on people, moments, or feelings in this journey through life.
The first time I really remember crying, I was about two or three. I cried with my whole body, and my whole heart. I was drained when I stopped. I cried because I was powerless over my circumstances, and I didn't know where to turn.
The last time I really cried was much more recent. Like that first memory, I cried with my whole body, heart, and it drained me. The difference this time was that I cried because I had made a choice I did have power over, a tough choice, a real choice, and I was crying because I chose to place my faith in the ultimate outcome of that choice in the hands of Someone greater than myself.
I believe one of the strongest things we can ever do is to look our limitations straight in the eye, memorize their faces, and then give them a smile as the tears stream down our own. Let them know that they're welcome as a part of us, but that our full identity will stand no matter how much they might try to take us down.
As one of my favorites has said,
"Though you may hear me holler, and you may see me cry -- I'll be dogged, sweet baby, if you gonna see me die."
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