Jesus, take the tears stored in the depths of my soul and unite them to your own tears. I see you weeping at the tomb of Lazarus. I see you weeping above the walls of Jerusalem. I see Mary Magdalene weeping and washing your feet with her tears. I see Peter weeping bitterly for having denied you. Your tears and the tears of your friends give me hope. It takes both rain and the sun to make a rainbow. Give me the gift of tears.
— Macrina Wiederkehr in Behold Your Life