“ Tears have become the language of my heart, ” admits Gaby, whose husband died. “ That is why I get some comfort when friends cry with me.
(‏ رو ١٢ :‏ ١٥‏ )‏ تَقُولُ أَرْمَلَةٌ ٱسْمُهَا غَابِي :‏ « أَنَا أَذْرِفُ ٱلدُّمُوعَ كَيْ أُعَبِّرَ عَنْ مَشَاعِرِي .‏