A few weeks ago I attended the funeral of a good friend who died in her early 30s and have since had chance to spent some time with the husband and young son who were left behind to restructure their lives. Today I received a phone call from a close friend to tell me that the baby his wife is carrying is thought to be dead. We talked briefly and (he is studying at Bible College) he bought up the issue of God's place and purposes in this matter. I had no answers.
I found this quote by Alfred North Whitehead:
"The deepest definition of youth is life as yet untouched by tragedy"
As we watch our youth vanish in the distance I want to know how to walk with others through the barren places of life with no words and no answers simply a sharing of pain.