“I know grace rootheth not out the affections of a mother, but putteth them on His wheel who maketh all things new, that they may be refined; therefore sorrow for a dead child is allowed to you… He commandeth you to weep; and that princely One, who took up to heaven with Him a man’s heart to be a compassionate High Priest, became your fellow and companion on earth, by weeping for the dead (John 11:35)… The cup ye drink was at the lip of sweet Jesus, and He drank of it; and so it hath a smell of His breath. And I conceive ye love it not the worse, that it is thus sugared; therefore drink, and believe the resurrection of your son’s body…”
~Samuel Rutherford (1660-1661), from pp. 90-91 of “The Loveliness of Christ“
*hugs*
Thinking of you and praying for you, dearie.