Another friend lost her mother.  I went to the wake.  It is so sad.  It all reminds me of the pain that still lives in my own  heart.  Death is a horrible thing anyway you slice it.  But the death of a mother is something more.  The ties that were bound in the womb and stay bound throughout life are suddenly torn loose. 

There is nothing you can say.  I told my friend that it will hurt like hell for a while.  And then she will learn to live with the emptiness.  And that is it, that is all I've got, on a human level.  However, Christ is my all in all.  He has held me close, even in those moments when I felt He didn't exist.  He was still there, is still there,  before His Father in heaven, praying on my behalf.  He is there for her too, if she believes.  I pray she does.  Apart from Christ, there is no hope. No comfort. No peace.