Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
This is not a rhetorical question, the answer to which is already known.
This is not an interrogative question, the answer to which can be stated clearly.
This is a cry of deep pain and despair, for which there are simply no words.
When our care for loved ones stirs a desire in us to say something--anything--to try and ease the fire of unfathomable pain, we would do well to remember God's initial response was silence.
In that silence, resurrection power had time to speak louder than words.
Let us consider carefully our response to other people's suffering. Very rarely are the answers that fit into words sufficient.