Around the corner..!

EXPLORERS opened an Egyptian tomb closed for three thousand years. There stood the exquisitely carved coffin of a little child with this inscription: “Oh, my life, my love, my little one. Would God I had died for thee!”
Instinctively the men uncovered their heads, resealed the tomb and left. Even after centuries they felt the overpowering, heart breaking anguish of the grieving parent who had penned those lines.
Lately I’ve being seeing pictures of families devastated by bomb blasts that have taken away a loved one; I watch their despair and grief as inconsolable fathers and mothers hold lifeless children in their arms and others search debris for family member, and feel the utter absolute hopelessness around.
What is it you and I can do to comfort them? Author Joe Bayly, who had lost three sons through a tragic accident, described two examples of comfort he had received during his deepest grief:
‘Someone came and talked to me of God’s dealings, of why it happened, of hope beyond death. He talked constantly and said things I knew were true. I was unmoved except to wish he’d go away. He finally did.’ ‘Another came and sat beside me. He didn’t talk. He didn’t ask leading questions. He just sat beside me for an hour and more, listened when I said something, answered briefly, prayed simply, and left. I was moved, I was comforted. I hated to see him go!” A little girl came home form a neighbour’s house where her little friend had died. “Why did you go?” questioned the worried father.
“To comfort the mother,” replied the girl. “What could you my little one, do to comfort her?” asked her father. “I climbed into her lap and cried with her!” A translator labouring amongst a tribe in mountains of Mexico found it hard to get the right word for ‘comfort’.
One day his helper asked for a week’s leave and explained that his uncle had died and he wanted some day’s off to visit his bereaved aunt, ‘to help her heart around corner.’ That was just the expression translator needed. It is not platitudes and words people need. They need us to silently grieve with them. It is not politician rhetoric they want to hear, nor empty promises of compensation.
What we can give them today in silence are our also grieving hearts, grieving with them for terrible woe that has swept, smashed loved lives away. Reach out and touch and weep with them and pray God’s comfort will aid them through these times.
Words of insight, gems of guidance May help when someone’s in a test But times when comfort is what’s needed Our silent presence may be the best. Let’s help their hearts around the corner..!

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