scoey's conundrum

Friends:

A tragedy has hit our dear friends – a day meant to be one of great rejoicing & celebration of the newness of life is instead crushing. Numbing.

I feel powerless. Broken into small pieces. Wishing there was something that I could DO to make the pain go away, to make their situation better. To ease the loss. The most well-used cliches & religious pontifications come off as insensitive, thoughtless, & antagonistic. This pain is beyond words, beyond being able to be fixed by something that we can do or say.

I know of nothing – except being. Standing with. Standing by. Loving.

Celebrate with those that are celebrating.
Rejoice with those that rejoice.
Weep with those that weep.
Mourn with those that mourn.

I pray for peace. And grace for our friends.