There is a love that is filled with wild abandon. It is the kind of love that throws caution to the wind. The kind of love that holds nothing back. The kind of love that takes a jar of costly perfume, breaks it, and pours every drop upon the head of Jesus. (Mark 14:1-9) It is a love that has no regard for self, a love that does not ask, “What’s in it for me?” It is a love that cannot contain itself. The kind of love that fills the heart to overflowing in such a way that it has no choice but to pour itself out on the One who is both the source and the object of that affection.
It is also a love that evokes a strong reaction from those looking on. Those who wish they had the courage and the
passion to do that very thing themselves, but were unwilling to do so. Instead, they stand at a distance, they
rebuke and hurl insults. They comment
and criticize. If they cannot bring themselves
up to a love that is so demanding and so complete, then they will just bring
the lovers down. These rebukers are the ones who are unwilling
to let go, unwilling to abandon all, unwilling to love and be loved so fully
The contrast is stark, and meant to invite each of us to consider our
own love. Do we love Jesus that
way? Are we willing to let go of all, no
matter what the cost? Are we willing to
pour everything out, every single drop?
Are we so completely seized by the power of his great affection that we
hold nothing back? And is anything less
really love at all?