Sometimes a friend will share something, and you know it's God speaking to your heart. She did not know we had lost a baby just a few hours before she posted this, but it helped:
Pity. Sorrow. Broken-hearted. Weeping. Drowning in grief. Crushed. Sunk. Mocked. Beaten. Reviled. Reproached. Dishonored. Shamed. Poor. One need only read a couple of Psalms to find kinship with -or understanding of - those who cry out to Yahweh. Why is it then that we think so poorly of our brethren and sistren who do the same? Compassion. It's what's missing in action.-S. Parker
