Beloved: Come to Me with your sorrow. Come to Me with your grief. I will dry every tear you shed. In fact, your tears are so precious to Me, that I collect every one of them as though they were a treasure, for your tears are indeed costly. Let Me be your Comforter and Healer on this journey called grief until you meet your loved one again in Heaven with Me. You are My beloved daughter, rest in Me.
“You have collected all my tears in your bottle. You have recorded each one in your book.” (Psalms 56:8)