Rachel weeping. . .
" A voice is heard in Ramah, weeping and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more." Matthew 2:1-18 The old man stood in the shadows, leaning on the doorway, letting it bear his weight. He gazed at his wife as she sat in the corner of a now dark room. She held a small boy in her lap; she hummed and stroked his hair. He looked back over his shoulder, turning as the door opened. "Oh Anna! You have come again. Thank you. "Is she going to be alright? I do not know ... I . . . do not know. ... will any of us ~ ever ~ be alright? This is a nightmare ~ we are all living in a nightmare! She sits and rocks him -- will not put him down. The first nights she slept by his bed ~ when she slept. Thank you, Anna, thank you so much for coming. I could not leave her w...