What Love's Got to Do with It

.......Two young women, both sisters in their early twenties, were reuniting during summer break after a couple very busy years at their separate colleges. They met at their favorite hometown bakery and coffee shop. The oldest arrived before her sister, who walked in ten minutes later, wearing dyed blonde hair with very dark roots, dark purple lipstick, a black halter top with a picture of a skeleton hanging on a cross, a miniskirt, leather boots, and jewelry in places that her older sister knew hadn’t been pierced a few years ago. Trying to not look shocked, the elder cheered, hugged, chatted, ordered food, and sat down with her sister before addressing what couldn’t be completely ignored.
.......“So what’s with the new look?”
.......“What do you think?” asked the younger.
.......“Um, … well, … I’m not sure what to think.”
.......The younger sister chuckled and then said, “It’s part of my seeking deeper service to the Lord.” Apparently not noticing or simply disregarding her sister’s half-cocked eyebrows, she continued, “As you might recall, I’m heavily involved with the campus ministry to the inner city. So we dress in a way to blend in with those to whom we’re witnessing; we don’t want to scare them off by dressing like FBI agents or whatever. This way, we earn their respect and hopefully a chance to show them the love of Christ.”
.......“Oh, I see,” the elder replied, “you want them to know how much you love them and how much Christ loves them, and this is accomplished by dressing like them.”
.......“Well, not just that, –” the younger started to say, but her sister interrupted.
.......“Is that how we’ve known that Grandma loves us? When we walk into her house, do we often catch her dancing around the kitchen to Beyonce? Does she prove her love by announcing how much she couldn’t believe what happened on the latest episode of Bridezilla? When’s the last time you saw Grandma in hip huggers or a halter top?”
.......While the younger sister laughed, the older continued, “Sure, she may ask us what we’re listening to, or what we’ve been watching. She has even cautioned us about some of the latest styles. And that is actually how she loved us – by caring about us, discussing our interests, warning us, … not by being like us. She also loves us by allowing herself to be interrupted by us any moment of the day, fixing us something to eat even if we say we don’t need it, praying for us, sending cards and packages to us at college, faithfully setting before us an example of grace, temperance, and modesty.
.......“How did Mother Theresa show love for the impoverished? How did Christ show love for Legion? What is more likely to get the attention of a biker gang? – A 220-pound Christian guy with tattoos, a leather vest, and a Harley, who offers to buy ‘em a drink? Or a 150-pound Christian guy in khakis and a button-up shirt, who offers to buy ‘em a drink? Do you think people cannot recognize love just because it comes in a moderately-dressed package?”