Farm Accident

It is not good for us to be here. There is something wrong, there is something almost obscene, about parents being at their own child's funeral. We are hurt beyond grief by the suddenness and by the waste of ____________ death and we need to talk about that. We want to shake our fists at the sky and curse God for the unfairness of the burden he has given us and we need to talk about that. We wonder how we will ever get through this day, and how we will get through tomorrow, and if we will ever smile again and we need to talk about that.

We need to talk, but I am as speechless as you. I feel drained by the crying and the mourning of the past days; I feel, as you do, desolated by thoughts of the loneliness that lies ahead. I say with the psalmist, "My God, my God, why have you fo…