It has been a week full of mourning with and holding space for the pain of people I love. I feel a strong call to sit with, listen, and try to carry some of their burden. It is sacred work to be able to fulfill baptismal covenants in this way, but it also means that I am a little bit weary, so I am bringing you a simple devotional this evening, filled with the words of others. I don’t feel particularly naturally skilled at mourning with those who mourn, other than being an introvert who is satisfied to listen while others talk. But I have learned over the years that…