In the NICU's antiseptic silence, Rebecca watches her daughter fight for each breath. Prayers evaporate. Words fail.What comes instead are tears—the first language we spoke entering this world gasping and naked.Jesus wept. Not because He lacked power, but because some love is too deep for words. Your breaking isn't distance from God—it's proximity. Your tears aren't falling into emptiness. They're falling into hands cupped to catch them since before you knew you needed to cry.The language of 2 AM tears isn't prayer's failure. It's prayer coming home.

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