My brother Grant Alma Wolsey died this week.
Though he lived a troubled life and there were times when it wasn't safe for me to be around him,
I never stopped loving him.
Through the years I have enjoyed many pictures of Christ.
This particular painting of the Savior touched me profoundly
because it looked like my brother.
Grant often wore a beard and long hair.
Every time I looked at this image of Christ I wept because I love my brother and I miss him.
I have since come to understand that Christ lives inside each of us
and when we see the Savior in each other we catch a glimpse
of the grandeur of each soul
and more fully understand
the price that was paid
so that we can all return
to our Heavenly Parents some day.
Goodbye Grant.
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