A dear friend is going through her own hell. I want so badly to comfort her. To encourage her. To be there for her. But I cannot. Due to circumstances beyond both of our control.
I cannot fully participate in her grief and I certainly cannot ask her to share in my joy.
And while it is true, all that Jesus promised, when we are in the throws of grief, it does no good whatsoever to spout scripture telling our loved ones to "have faith" or "rejoice in the pain" or "God is working for the good of those who love Him."
How can we rejoice at the unexpected death of a loved one? How can we rejoice when a marriage ends? How can we rejoice when the diagnosis is bad? How?
What can we do? I mean really, what can we do? I sit helpless as my friend suffers. I want so badly to take away her pain. To comfort her. To pick her back up and tell her it will all be ok. And someday it will. But not today and not anytime soon. So what do we do in the meantime?
While I have been through my own hell, I keep wondering, what got me through it? What was really of any help? Time? Those closest to me who carried me when I could barely get out of bed? My therapist? The anti-depressants? Jesus? What was it? Any one thing? All of these things?
I don't have any answers. I just know that God will someday, and maybe not here on earth, redeem our pain. And He is our only hope in the meantime. Everything just falls away.