Futile words

I have no words.  Well, that isn’t exactly true.  I can write an extraordinary amount of words on endless topics, but what I mean today is that the words I need to come to mind are not here and would mean nothing even if I said them.

You see, this week a couple of my friends have experienced tragedy with children in their lives.  One took his life because he could no longer face the pain in his young existence, the other lost drowned in a tragic accident.  Both friends are grieving and asking why from god, from the universe.  I can say all the words of condolence that one hears, but even to my ears they sound hollow and insincere.  As an empath, I feel their grief and pain deeply, as if there are shards of glass within my heart.  While I can block out most, I still feel their emotions, and it makes me extremely sad.  It also gets me to thinking.  How do those who tend to others as their profession, their “calling” help with tragic losses such as these?  How do they explain to others why children 9 and 6 had to leave this plane? I don’t care to hear the trite”it’s god’s plan”, or “it was their time”. I want real answers, words to offer that make real sense and can help alleviate the pain of those I care about?  Having had words tossed at me when I experienced loss I know how hollow those words sound and just what effect they really have.  I have no connection to those who walk a christian path and have little patience for their usual spiel of why tragedy occurs, but sometimes what they say connects with those seeking answers.  But what of those on other paths?  I don’t know a lot of pagan clergy, or how they work to be honest.  So how to they offer comfort to those they minister to?  Or do they? As I said..I don’t have any idea.  I guess what I want is an easier way to express my sorrow to my friends and offer comfort even if its just to cry with them.  As one who walks both sides of the street so to speak, I do know the spirit side of things to some extent, the confusion of those who come suddenly, the assimilation of finding their way there.  They will be fine, so I turn my attention to those left to grieve, and wonder why.  I just wish there was more I could do to help, but for now to those friends who have heavy hearts, know that I lend my energy to you as I can and love you with all my heart.