While dozens upon dozens of small children are being lowered in the ground, Russia has declared two national days of mourning for today and tomorrow. I’ve decided to mourn with them, and in doing so have opted to cover my head. This may not make sense to you, but I hope on some level, it does.
To those of you in Russia who have lost your sons and daughters, your brothers and sisters, your mothers and fathers, your husbands and wives, my heart and my tears are with you.
Abba, may you be a father to the fatherless and a mother to the motherless, a source of love for those who have lost loved ones, and a friend to the lonely. Let the mourners find comfort in you. May they beat their fists against your chest and allow you to feel their pain with them. Be their source of hope, their place of refuge, and their outlet for pain and agony. Let them feel your presence and your empathy. Touch them with your love.