A few nights ago, we were studying the first half of John in the small group meeting held weekly down the hall from my dorm room. We were studying the fifteenth chapter, which was about the vine and the branches. Upon reading the last paragraph of the passage, I came upon verse thirteen, one that I have read and many times before: “Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.” The first thing that appears in my mind when I read this is an image of a heroic soldier sacrificing himself to save his comrades on the battlefield (or, at least, something of that nature). Read more »
