A time not to speak...

"When three of Job's friends heard of the tragedy he had suffered, they got together and traveled from their homes to comfort and console him...Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and nights. Not one said a word to Job, for they saw that his suffering was too great for words." (Job 2:11/13)

Comfort is often found in your presence - not always with your words. Grief takes time. It comes in waves. The presence of loved ones, representing the One who loves us, helps to keep us anchored...

Have a suffering friend?

Go to them. Restrain your words. Just be present. The time for the most tender of languages will eventually come...