I don't know why.
I just did.
I prayed for my friends who are church planting, and I cried (church planting can be so, so hard! and it can be so, so lonely!)
I thought about the dentist appointments that we had last week, and I cried (we brush! we floss! we limit candy and coke to a bare minimum! we severely prohibit the favorite Mexican pastime of sucking limes! why do we have cavities?! whyyyyyyy?!)
I read through Romans and I stopped for a bit to reflect on that passage that says "suffering produces endurance", and I cried (because sometimes I feel like my suffering produces more fear in me than endurance)
I thought about how I have friends and family in so many different places, and I cried (because I feel like my heart is torn into many tiny pieces and spread all over the world; because I want to spend time with those friends, but I can't!)
and then I kept remembering those passages in Romans that talk about God's abundant grace, and I cried (because God keeps pouring out his grace to me, and I don't deserve it! Could there be any sweeter love?)