Consolation
From Music and the Spoken Word
Delivered By: Lloyd D. Newell • Program 4347
No matter who we are or where we
live, we all experience hardship. But some tragedies are so horrific or
inexplicable that they break the hearts of concerned observers across
the country—even around the world. At such moments, complete strangers
come together to offer sympathy, comfort, and help. The human family
unites in a demonstration of compassion and goodness. We want those who
suffer to know that even though they don’t know us, we care about them.
We want to somehow ease their suffering.
In his many decades as a rabbi,
Harold Kushner, author of When Bad Things Happen to Good People, has met
with countless grieving families. When he asks how they are able to
cope, they answer almost unanimously, "Community, people suddenly
emerging, neighbors, members of their church, total strangers coming up
to them to hug them and offer a word of consolation.” This response
reminds him that even when a hardship seems inexplicably unfair, "people
… need consolation more than they need explanation. Feeling so singled
out by fate, they need the reassurance that they are in fact good people
and do not deserve what has happened to them.”
"The God I believe in,” Rabbi Kushner
continues, "does not send us the problem; He gives us the strength to
cope with the problem.”1 And most often, He sends that strength in the
form of a caring, compassionate person—someone who can help us rise
beyond "Why did this happen?” and instead seek answers to "What do I do
now to keep my faith and hope strong?”
Opposition and heartache are a part
of life. Good people suffer. But no one should suffer alone. We can be
there to offer consolation in the spirit of these comforting words of
the Psalm: "I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh
my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth. He
will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not
slumber.”2
1 (2001), xii, 171. 2. Psalm 121:1–3.
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