Is help not comfort? I do not think you have thought much, if at all, on this subject.
So going to bed soon, but let me answer you. Help imo is the expectation that God will actively do something. I don’t think he will, because of free choice. Because I have free choice. I also think God has a great sense of humor.
I don’t pray for God to heal me. I don”t pray for God to stop my pain, of which I have a lot. Oh, every now and then I do the why me thing. I am human, but mostly I am a thou will be done kind of person. So, I never asked/prayed to God to save my dying sons.
One dead at two days, one at 6 weeks, one at a year of age. I prayed thou will be done. They died. The fact that I find comfort in believing they are in heaven is not helpful to my grief or my loss.
As to God’s sense of humor, it shows itself in many ways. i will make a long story, short. For many years I thought I had a rare leukemia. Saw a cancer doctor, nope. Whatever. Years later, still thinking I had a rare leukemia. Others doctors thought so also.
Same cancer clinic, different doctor. Doctor comes in, says nope, no leukemia. Husband and I get up to leave. Doctor says but. But what? Husband and I sit down. You have MDS. A rare red blood cell cancer. We, the doctor and I, decided I’ve had it since I was 18 or 19.
MDS can turn into leukemia at any time.



. Yup, I think it’s funny. I think God think it’s funny. I have a long term incurable red blood cancer. Can God do anything about it? Nope. Can the docs cure it? Nope. Will it become leukemia? Your guess is as good as mine.
Do I find all this funny? The cancer thing funny (Not the death of my sons.). Yup.