Pray without ceasing

In the interest of privacy for the grieving family, I'm going to keep this very general and brief. A dear friend of mine lost her baby this weekend, allegedly at the hands of the baby's father. I am filled up with grief. I am overcome with worry. I am beaten down with sadness. This little boy was very close in age to Joshua and I find myself drawing comparisons and my brain is mentally adding bruises to my sweet baby (I hate you brain). Twice before in my adult life I remember feeling like this; when I had my miscarriage and on 9/11. I tossed and turned last night and just kept repeating in my head, through the tears, "please God...please...please". I'm not sure what I'm pleading for. Comfort perhaps? Strength? Punishment? Justice? I'm not sure exactly. I just know that I can't stop running it through my head just like that, "please God...please...please...". I ask you to hold your children tight today. Tell them you love them and make sure they hear you. I ask you to pray today. For what exactly, I don't know.