One day a girl had a pile of troubles, fears and woes stacked so high that she lost track of which was which and what was what. One day she fell down, down so far that everything was shattered; her hopes, dreams and happiness.

Someone asked what was wrong and it was someone who this girl did not want to say anything to or dump anything on. She didn't tell anyone anything and dragged everything with her through her life and still does.

"What's wrong" someone asked. "Nothing," she said. Others also followed that pattern, all but one. This woman quietly slipped her out of the crowd and took her to a quiet place and simply said, "Can I help?"

"Not unless you can change the past," the girl replied. The woman said, "I can't change the past and I can't change anything, but God can change the world and he cares."

That was enough to set the girl into an uncontrollable shockwave of pain and her past flooded her. Her hurts and fears fell on her like a ton of bricks and she cried herself into comfort. The woman hugged her and instead of saying 'everything will be alright', she just held the girl and cried with her.

Sometimes you don't need to ask questions. Sometimes things just fall down around people and they don't know where to turn or where to go or what to do.

Be like the woman in this story and cry with, instead of telling people to 'get over it'. Things wound and scar, but things can wound and heal and never be seen or thought of again. Sometimes you cannot understand certain things. Certain things don't need to be understood.