There is something about this picture that captivates, haunts and mystifies me.
But it also uplifts me.
Here is a woman completely immersed in her grief, being private, yet globally public in her loss.
And through it she's reading the Bible. And whilst I rejoice in the comfort she's finding in those pages, I find it so sorrowful that people only turn to God in times of distress. How much better for people to turn to Him before life becomes sour, to find Him in times of joy and happiness.
I pray her devotion to the reading continues. I pray she finds peace at the loss of her daughter and I pray she finds the God in those pages real and alive, just as I do.