Our Lord spoke to me via a hospital chaplain. After losing my first child as a result of a stillbirth, the hospital chaplain visited me and whilst in mid conversation looked up to the ceiling and, as if in a trance, said: "Just think how wonderful it is for your son to be growing up with God. To be free from sin or ill health. To never be in pain or distress."
Those few sentences have kept me going for the past 20 years.
Whilst the loss was extremely difficult for the first five or so years, those words have been and still are a source of great comfort to me.
Praise be to God.