The anniversary of my brother, Tim’s tragic death is approaching, and one of the things I start thinking about is how many other folks that I see in my daily life travels–perhaps stopping at Meijer–are carrying heavy things, either for themselves or for others.  Sometimes I can feel alone in my grief–not that others are trying to support me.   Indeed I am blessed with so many good friends.  But the circumstances of my brother’s death can be isolative . . .  However, I take great comfort in this verse from Isaiah 53, referring to Jesus: he was “acquainted with grief.”  He knows the path I take.  And yours as well.