Over the last few days there has been so much to say, yet almost no words to say it.  I got a phone call on Monday afternoon that was just a kick in the gut.   No good phone call starts with, "I've got some bad news..."   I had seen the local news story pop up about an hour before.  I thought "how sad" and went on with what I was doing.  Living in such a populated area, I'm afraid I've become used to seeing and hearing of awful things happening.  What ever happened to saying a little prayer for those affected when I see a news story, or hear sirens?   Sure it may not always impact me, but it impacts someone. 
Most of you have heard about my co-worker/friend's husband and sons were in a terrible car accident on Monday.  An accident that killed one child and left the other in critical (but stable) condition, and a sweet family left in earth-shattering pain. 
I spent most of Monday afternoon and evening numb and in shock, barely able to get more then a one sentence prayer out at a time.  So thankful for Romans 8:26 in times like this, when no words can even be found.
Tuesday morning I went into the office like I usually do on Tuesdays, although I had almost stayed home to avoid seeing my staff family in pain.  And, truth be told, to avoid feeling more myself.  I went.  And I'm glad I did.  Praying together, crying together and just being together is good.  A lesson to myself yet again that I'm usually doing myself more harm then good by avoiding "feeling" situations. 
Today, I opened my Bible app to just read, with no particular plan of the day.  (Yes, I'm the techy sort who almost never actually uses a paper book of any kind.)  It opened to Galatians and my eyes went to "Bear one another's burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ"  Galatians 6:2    I started thinking about how timely the verse was, and how we have to do that in these hard times.  Then I stopped and realized we are to do that that ALL of the time.  Not just in the really bad times.   We are to support each other on days of tragedy and days of just frustration.  I think about friends of mine who I can call when I'm having a sad day or just when I'm annoyed at how much laundry I have to do.  And they listen and cheer me up either way.  Or those friends who just randomly send you text or Facebook post that says they are thinking about you or praying for you.   That is the definition of "bearing each other burdens" and true friendships.  
Keep this hurting family in your prayers.  Sometimes we feel like we need to do more, but "only" prayer is huge.  I think we bring joy to the heart of Christ when we are pleading for others and not ourselves.