Five letters that only briefly capture hint at the experience of loss. Loss of a friend, loss of a parent, but perhaps one of the most painful losses of all, the loss of a mate whom God Himself has prepared for you and whose loss is, to quote C.S. Lewis, "The crushing blow, the loss, which is Satan's corruption of that great gift of loving and being loved." And that is a bitter pill to swallow.
And I believe that on top of everything else, the undeniable theological fact that God ordains all our steps, and nothing escapes his attention or providence. Which of course means that what God brought together, He, as the Creator and Sustainer of all that is in the universe, allowed to break. That grief can come about due to death, divorce, or perhaps the worst of all, the culmination of a thousand silent (and not so silent) cuts by all involved.
