There is a time for tears. When your heart is too full of sorrow, they begin to flow, as naturally as rain from heaven. There is a beauty in tears, a rightness about them. They should be shed proudly, for they show how much you have lived and loved and lost. Tears honor our loved ones. There is a sacredness about them. Each one is a prayer that only God can hear. The soul could have no rainbows if our eyes could have no tears.