Love Doesn't Care

The shouting, the tears, the jumping up and down all may have seemed a bit excessive to the casual observer, but none of this mattered to her! In the big picture of life, it was a relatively small victory but you would not have known this by watching her celebrate this small milestone. She had set a goal, done the work and made it happen, and now it was time to wholeheartedly celebrate! Her husband stood close by, witnessing this unbridled display of emotion which would have caused many ego-sensitive males to cringe in embarrassment or quietly slink to the nearest bathroom, but not this gentleman! With his arm slung around his rejoicing wife, copious tears of pride rolled down his rough face. It was not his accomplishment, not his achievement nor his personal victory, but one would never have known that by watching his expression of pure joy that reflected the happiness of his emoting wife. Self-consciousness was absent. Self-centered pride was carried away in the river of other-centered pride. It didn't matter what others thought, opined or said concerning the matter because the love in his heart just didn't care.

It is reminiscent of a man on a Cross. Bleeding, hurting, grieving, suffering, with rivers of blood streaming down his face. It was not His crime, not His transgression nor His fault. Self-consciousness was absent. Self-centered pride was carried away in a river of other-centeredness. It absolutely did not matter what others thought, opined or said concerning the matter because the love in his heart just didn't care.

The quality of our love is not measured as much by how much we care, but by how much we find we don't care when the whole world is watching. True love is not focused on managing opinions, presentations or criticisms of outsiders but on cultivating the well being of the ones we love at any cost, understood or not. Real love just can't afford to care.