The joy of tears when one is able to pour like rain to the one who knows your pain. To be able cry in private to the one who is able to console. Without a mother, father brother, sister, husband, wife ,step dad or step mom that would be in one's business if you do. To experience quietness, and peace as one hears the tears fall to the ground knowing it is not in vain that they fall. That God is there and in his presence one does not have to wear a mask but can come to him with all one's imperfections without being judged of one's speech and bluntness. Where one can say what is in one's heart to one's heavenly Father and feel his consolation as he says I am here my Son , my daughter, I am here to wipe every tear from your eyes, just cry , and let it pour like rain, in time you will know why you do till then just feel my love as it surrounds you with my presence. When one cries to him insecurities of tommorow fades as writing written on the sand of the seashore when the wave cover them and they are seen no more or like clouds that move across the sky, never to stay but moving fades away in time. In shattered pieces one cries to the one who is able to make with these pieces a grand design. Putting each piece in the place it should be. When all is said and done in this life we will see a amazing grand design with colors of beauty like no other , each person design different from the rest with it's own uniqueness and if one ask God how was it made , the answer will be with your tears when they fell like rain , each drop was collected to make this wonderful , amazing grand design. So you see my son and daughter it was not in vain when you cried. Now experience the joy of your labour for in the new heaven and earth there is no more tears which is needed.