““Aiden didn't say anything. He reached out a hand to trace a nail biting into his flesh. "Christ's pain should always be my pain. I should never forget. I never want to. I want to keep reaching out to other people in pain." He sighed. "It doesn't always work that way. I fail more than I succeed." "Why try?" "Because I can't afford to. Look at Him." He stretched out his hands as if beseeching the picture. "He wouldn't give up.””