Dennis, himself a Congregational pastor, felt like many of us child-loss grievers after the death of his son when he cried out,
"My God, My God, why have You forsaken me?"
“How is faith to endure, O God, when you allow all this scraping and tearing on us? You have allowed rivers of blood to flow, mountains of suffering to pile up, sobs to become humanity's song--all without lifting a finger that we could see. You have allowed bonds of love beyond number to be painfully snapped. If you have not abandoned us, explain Yourself.
"We strain to hear. But instead of hearing an answer we catch sight of God himself scraped and torn. Through our tears we see the tears of God.”
Picture, from Dennis L. Apple's TCF power point presentation