We have all lost a sweet---free spirit--one just beginning---I feel like the world has stopped for a moment---but I look around and banquets are still held--babies are still fed--work is still there---dinners are still shared---the world just keeps on turning.
Perhaps that was one of the lessons of Job. Our lives are all devestation---we are reeling in the tumult of unspeakable grief---all seems to be stripped---AND the world keeps turning. Others stand by our side---just as Job 3 friends came and sat with him--but there seems to be no comfort - no solace--no answers---and yet for all around us--the world keeps turning.
My own life has been put into perspective--this week. There can be not one thing worse than losing your child. The depth of despair and desolation are beyond my mind's comprehension. I am grasping at ways to help---words to say---anything to soothe the pain--but all seems an exercise in desperation.
HOW can the world still be turning---I am sure Job must have wondered the same.