My therapist listened and then shook his head. “I bet if Jesus saw you there, he’d sit down right next to you. He’d say something like, ‘You think I don’t know what it feels like to be alone? All my closest friends left me to get crucified. I know loneliness. You think I don’t know what it feels like to be sad? My friend Lazarus died. I know sadness. I am here with you.’ ”
