The greatest love of all is the love of the mother. The mother is born with the child. When the mother passes on the very body belongs to her. There is only one mother but there are infinite numbers of friends. What is the love of a friend?
Jesus said in John 15:13, “Greater love hath no man than to lay down his life for his friends.” We see this sort of love on the battlefield and it must surely exist in every neighborhood and workplace. We cover it with criticism and competition. We dishonor it with gossip and exploitation but in the end we are all friends at heart.
Marriages are essentially between friends and too often the friendship suffers over fear, judgment, jealousy or envy. Love never fails. Long after the tragic divorce the love perks up. Love can carry a couple beyond the end even now if we can see each other for who we are. The demands of marriage can be stifling. According to Jesus, Heaven is without marriages.
The friend is anyone invested in truth. Truth will never be weak or fragile. It is unafraid to love. From childhood until now there has been an endless supply of friends to the friendly. Even the old grouch is supplied with loving friends. Only those that feel they are unlovable miss the blessing of friends. They are suspicious and hard of heart and they are few. All of us could spend considerable time recounting the wonder of friends.
So the whole point of this writing is to celebrate the faces one is blessed to encounter day by day. Each is a self just as myself. People want the same things from life; peace, love, joy and friends.