When we are suffering—or even just struggling—we are not to do it alone. We celebrate together. We mourn together. We struggle together. We emerge from the wilderness surrounded by those who've helped carry our burdens. And through it all, we help others carry theirs too.
I’d finally been honest and stopped trying to put a brave face on it. My words weren’t pretty and I wasn’t gracious, but God had gifted me with understanding and compassion. In my mourning, He provided comfort.
Sometimes we just need to sit silently, making room for God to speak into our lives and those of our loved ones.
Loving others when it hurts isn't always about their needs or their response. It's also about the way that we become a little more like Jesus.