I am always wary and very hesitant in using comparisons and superlatives, specially in describing my relationships. When I describe a friend as my best friend, what happens to all my other very good friends? They are not as good? And yet, the reality is that there are persons with whom I feel more at home and comfortable. There are indeed special people who know my heart, who can get my meaning even before I say a word, who can feel the pain by just drawing close to me, who can share in my unspoken joys just by being around.
I guess it is because I am a finite and limited being that I come upon the difficulty of loving every one in the same way. If time is the currency of love, I have only 24 hours every day to give away. The time I spent with someone is time I cannot spend with another. If space is the arena of love, I have only my present space within which to operate. So, I love the one I am with; and I just mope and pine away for loved ones I miss or who are absent.
God’s love is different. It is infinite and unconditional. He can love me to the max and still have a lot more max-es to spare for others. He loves me for what I am and not for what I can give back to Him in return. So, my situation does not matter, He will still love me to the max. With men, love is often transactional. With God, love is always unconditional.
Do not forget the poor, O Lord!
Many people followed him, and he cured them all,
but he warned them not to make him known.
This was to fulfill what had been spoken through Isaiah the prophet:
“Behold, my servant whom I have chosen,
my beloved in whom I delight;
I shall place my Spirit upon him,
and he will proclaim justice to the Gentiles.
He will not contend or cry out,
nor will anyone hear his voice in the streets.
A bruised reed he will not break,
a smoldering wick he will not quench,
until he brings justice to victory.
And in his name the Gentiles will hope.”