I am not Jesus. I am a man whose wife, the love of my life for over forty years, is dying by inches. Her disease sanctifies nothing. 

You have never offered the slightest bit of sympathy to, and you slam me for noticing this. Offering sympathy is something you can do for the suffering, but you are clearly too arrogant to do so. Saying "offer it up to Jesus" is saying "I don't give a fig about what you are going through, so I will mouth a pietistic platitude".