Genesis 14

...and they were allies.....
Last night I attended a play entitled, "Rabbit Hole".  It was about a husband, wife, her mother, and her sister,  coping with the accidental death of their 4 year old son. Now such plays always make me a little hesitant, often such pieces of art try to come up with conclusions, answers, or leave a sour taste in one's mouth.  Pleasantly surprised, I was left with a feeling and sense of grace.
A broad spectrum of emotions, occurences, stages of grief, the terrible phrases people say, pat answers -they were all delved into.  And in the end, the couple sits and reflects on taking one hour at a time, one tiny step at time, and then asking, "then what?"; leaving the audience with the hope that there will be something -not sure what, but there will be something.  It is the "somethings" that are the moments of grace.