quote from Nicholas Wolterstorff

This is from the book that he wrote ("Lament for a Son") after his son, Eric, passed away tragically in an accident.

"With every fiber of my being I long to talk to Eric again. When I mentioned this to someone, she asked what I would say. I don't know. Maybe I would just blurt out something silly. That would be good enough for a beginning. We could take it from there. Every day I wonder, and some days I doubt, whether that talk will ever take place. But then comes that insistent voice: 'Remember, I made all this and raised my own son from the dead, so I can also...'

'I know, I know. But why don't you raise mine now? Why did you ever let him die? If creation took just six days, why does re-creation take so agonizingly long? If your conquest of primeval chaos went so quickly, why must your conquest of sin and death and suffering be so achingly slow?'

When I say my first words to Eric, then God's reign will be here."