18/06/2026
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Holding
A friend of mine, this evening, had just discovered that a mentor, former employer and friend had died tragically earlier on this year. You could sense the scraping, hollowing despair eating him from within. The obvious emotional processing: Could I have been there for her? She had a rough time of late! I need to pay my respects ⦠And then the pain hits again, and then the processing and ⦠and ⦠and ā¦
The hardest part is not being able to help this young man. Not being able to take this heartache and anguish away from him. Not being able to make it better. Sometimes all we can do is hold people in their pain and sit alongside them as they journey through it.
When Jesus stood at the tomb of Lazarus, knowing full well that resurrection was moments away, He did not rush past the grief of those around Him. Instead, He entered into it. He wept with those who wept. Before bringing healing, He offered presence.
Perhaps that is one of the greatest gifts we can give each otherānot answers, explanations, or solutions, but ourselves. To remain present when words fail. To sit in the silence. To hold anotherās sorrow with them.
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