How do you comfort Job?

Gerard Seghers - Flemish painter (Antwerpen 1591-1651)

Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him, because they saw how great his suffering was. Job 2:13

"Lord, I read in Your Word, that things were not much different when You lived outside The Front Door for a moment of our 'man-time', and that You were a 'man of sorrows and acquainted with grief'."
"It killed Me," He said. I thought about that!
After a bit I ventured - "But You were able to speak words of redemption into the situation, to save the world - and anyway, You are God! In the face of their deep distress I feel so little and helpless and - and 'human'. In fact I feel sort of 'unnecessary'! Can I say anything that will help?"
"No."
"I didn't think I could - so - why am I here?"
"Because this is where I want you! Why does there have to be a 'why'? Isn't it reason enough to be where I want you to be, among the people I send you to? You are here to have a ministry of Presence and a ministry of Silence. Listen to them!"
"But," I ventured "when I can't do anything, or say anything, or change anything - isn't that a waste of time?"
"I want you here to 'feel' something! To feel the hatred, and weep."
"I can do that."
"DO IT THEN!"

From God's Front Door by Jill Briscoe
Published by Monarch - Dutch edition published by Ark Boeken - click here for title information.