Sounds of my Writings: A Friend
There was a man called grace who was beloved and devoted like no other to Christ. Many of his companions envied his proximity and questioned his intimacy with the one who would save. He was the standard of a friend who sticks closer than a brother. And, he would behold the greatest responsibility to care for the very vessel that ushered in the world's salvation. He was young, quiet of spirit, and meek, and he would lean against the very chest of God to hear the sounds and cares of his heartbeat.
He is one among a thousand and fearlessly stood at the plumb line between heaven and earth. He knew something the rest didn’t know, the secret prayers of him who would change the world forever.
His name was John (grace), and he would defy death so that the final chapter of this story would be told.
26 When Jesus, therefore, saw His mother, and the disciple whom He loved standing by, He said to His mother, “Woman, behold your son!” 27 Then He said to the disciple, “Behold your mother!” And from that hour that disciple took her to his own home.