My dear Friend: - The longer I live, the more am I drawn toward the suffering people of God. I love to weep with those who weep. I find it is better for me to go to the house of mouming, than to the house of feasting. I would not rudely intrude upon your griefs. Your sorrow is so far a sacred thing, that none may curiously pry into its causes or its depths. Yet you are afflicted, perhaps more deeply than others may suspect. "I have a message from God for thee."