Not the time

lone birdBelieve me, it’s no time for words when the wounds are fresh and bleeding; no time for homilies when the lightning’s shaft has smitten, and the man lies stunned and stricken. Then let the comforter be silent; let him sustain by his presence, not by his preaching; by his sympathetic silence, not by his speech.

George C. Lorimer

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  1. Thinking about you in these comforting words to be quiet. It’s hard to be quiet sometimes, yet so therapeutic, especially if paired with human touch.

  2. Teresa

    It’s tough but for me it’s been oddly comforting. Seeing your Icon makes me very happy !

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