When my sister lost her son, Adam at age 19 in a fatal car crash, her faith and trust in God ended for two years. God was no longer her refuge or her strength. God became her enemy along with Hallmark Cards. The sorrowful words of comfort only served to sting and irritate. I am convinced that we try to fill all of those "empty moments" with words and more words, when the most comforting gift we can give is our presence and our faith. She now knows that God was and is the one constant in her life. That when the stress and fear of an overwhelming time in our lives, God is the one steady and constant protector. He is our strength. We only need to trust our faith which God has given us so much of.