This is a story about a soldier who returned home from Vietnam War. He phoned his parents once he arrived in San Francisco.

"Mom, Dad. I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me."

"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."

"There's something you should know", the son continued,

"He was hurt pretty bad in the war. He stepped on a land mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has no where to go, and I want him to come and live with us."

"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can find somewhere for him."

"No! Mom, Dad, I want him to live with us."

"Son," said the father, " you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."

At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide.

The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of  their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.

The parents in this story, like many of us, find it easy to love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there is someone won't treat us in that way.

Someone who loves us with an unconditional love. There's a miracle called Friendship.