Look to Jesus, Your Sorrow-Bearer

The older I get, the more attuned I become to hidden suffering—the griefs we tuck away and carry silently; the sorrows we share only with the rarest confidant; or, worse, the pain we bear alone, shedding tears only God can see.It may be the unrelenting ache of a chronic illness that saps our strength and resolve. Or the strain of a relationship poisoned by bitterness, the long fallout of selfish choices still reverberating years later, or fresh wounds from someone we trusted. Maybe it’s the angu