{"id":3377,"date":"2025-06-14T02:13:50","date_gmt":"2025-06-14T02:13:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/survivingmypastbecauseofmyfuture.com\/?p=3377"},"modified":"2025-06-14T02:15:17","modified_gmt":"2025-06-14T02:15:17","slug":"tears-that-count","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/survivingmypastbecauseofmyfuture.com\/?p=3377","title":{"rendered":"Tears That Count"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i.pinimg.com\/736x\/93\/af\/c5\/93afc53ca6b56e002305c3d0585ed1cd--psalm--ephesians-.jpg\" alt=\"\"\/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>For several years after our 15-yearold son, Dalton, died, my brain ruminated in disbelief, &#8220;I can&#8217;t believe what happened TO me!&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As they were designed, shock and denial worked to protect my brain from the overwhelming emotions that accompanied the traumatic loss of Dalton. The problem is that with time, they became a weapon my mind used against me. At some point, they weren&#8217;t my friend anymore. Evil flipped something helpful on its head, making it distressing instead&#8211;a common theme of this broken world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So while it&#8217;s true that this awful tragedy DID happen TO me, it&#8217;s also true that God refuses to leave me in this dead-end.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It&#8217;s a beautifully redemptive feeling to watch how the Lord is slowly replacing the original phrase with a meaningful rival. &#8220;It&#8217;s humbling to see what God is allowing to happen THROUGH me.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I&#8217;m the agent He is using to accomplish His purposes. All of us can be if we let Him. I&#8217;m far from extraordinary. I just beg Him and then say yes when He opens the door.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I admit the redemptive version isn&#8217;t always my first thought. Like earlier today when I watched the Dalton&#8217;s Difference video. Tears rolled down my face as &#8220;I can&#8217;t believe this happened TO me&#8221; came flooding back with no trouble at all. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Thankfully, I&#8217;ve learned enough about &#8220;replacement therapy&#8221; and bantered back, &#8220;God, use these tears to do something THROUGH me today and everyday. Make this hard life separated from Dalton count.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I wish it didn&#8217;t have to work this way. If this didn\u2019t happen TO me then God couldn\u2019t work THROUGH me. Unfortunately, God can&#8217;t use me as His agent to help broken people find healing unless I know what it&#8217;s like to be broken myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Whatever you&#8217;re walking through, God wants to do something with your pain. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>He said so. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So He will.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Annie F. Downs said it perfectly. &#8220;In God&#8217;s economy, He doesn&#8217;t sow a seed and reap a seed. 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