Archaeologists have discovered that in biblical times, there were objects that we now call “tear jars.” Tears were so coveted that people kept them in jars. Jesus’s tears were not collected. They dropped one by one onto the hardened ground of Bethany. They evaporated into the air, and they are still with us today. We can collect them by faith today. Our institutions, and our lives, should be made up of these jars of tears. Our theology should carry the gratuitous, extravagant weight of those tears. This is the miracle of the intuitive: to invoke mystery that no analysis can tap into.

