He had no comfort to give, no assuring word to offer.
Not a ray of light had yet come in through the veil of mystery that hung so darkly over the fate of their absent boy.

Many minutes passed ere the silence was broken.

In that time the mother's heart had grown calmer.

She was turning, in her weakness and despair, with religious trust, to the only One who was able to sustain her in this great and crushing sorrow.
"He is in God's hands," she said, in a low voice, lifting her head from her husband's breast and looking into his face.
"And he will take care of him," replied Mr.Voss, falling in with her thought.
"Yes, we must trust him.

He is present in every place.