My friend’s housekeeper’s son died last night of malaria. He was four years old. She has already lost a daughter, and her husband died a few months ago. She has no other children.
When my friend finished explaining this to me, he said, “And God allows this. Our loving God.” I asked him if he doubted that God is loving. He said, “I think maybe I need to question my definition of love.”
What is my definition of love? (Or goodness or justice?) How do you comfort a widow who has lost both of her only children? What is her understanding of love, of God’s love?