Tears Like Rain And The Flowers That Bloom Because of Them

Life is like a pressure cooker; the heat will rise, and the whistle will blow, but the pressure has to go somewhere.

For humans, there are many ways we can release pressure, and one of them is crying. Sadly, some people view crying as a form of weakness, however; it’s not.

Let me explain why.

Crying is a form of release. When the pressure of life causes our emotional state to become overwhelmed crying allows us to cope with those feelings.

Crying is the releasing of pressure that’s built up inside of us. If it doesn’t have an outlet, it has to go somewhere.

Consider the outcome of a pipe;

The pressure inside build’s up because it has no place to go. Bang! The pipe breaks at its weakest point and is now broken needing repair. If it even can be repaired at all.

But thankfully you and I aren’t pipes, although the damage is still real especially if we don’t allow the pressure a way to escape. 

It’s okay for our words to turn into teardrops from time to time, even rain has a purpose. Consider how the rain works in harmony with the sun causing all things living to grow.

So I say, let the rain fall so that you and I can decompress and grow.

After all, the teardrops of rain are for the flowers that have yet to bloom in the garden of our lives.

If you want to see your garden grow, allow your tears to flow and be patient for your garden to bloom in its season.

Because healing takes time, so let time have it’s time because your garden needs to grow.

But did you know that tears serve an even higher purpose?


With each teardrop, the soil of our lives softens allowing you to pull out those painful weeds more efficiently.


Consider the alternative if the soil of your life never gets rain, how dreadfully hard those weeds will be to pull.

So water your garden as needed.

Pull every weed to keep your flowers from choking.

Then throw those pesky weeds far away so your garden can flourish.

Because we now that not everything from our past is worth holding on to and somethings need for us to let them go.

And don’t let anyone tell you it’s wrong to cry as if you could grow flowers without the rain.

Let the pressure of life push out every tear so that you can grow and flourish allowing every flower its time to bloom in its season.


My friend crying is perfectly okay, unless to you want to become like a hardened rock in a desert, unable to give life to anything.

Because no one wants to become a lifeless stone.

Just think about it,

Bradford Lee Mace