True Love

A few weeks ago I got to spend some time visiting my grandparents with the kids. My cousin and I were sitting at the bar in the kitchen one night and Papa came in and sat down and started talking. My Papa can talk. About anything and everything and for as long as you want. Somehow, he got on the subject of his church and my Grandma.
A while back they both had surgery to have cataracts removed. Because of her macular degeneration, Grandma's eyes didn't get much better. Infact, she doesn't see well at all. But Papa's eyes did get better. And he said he believes that God allowed his eyes to get better so that he could take care of Grandma. He does it well. Helps her cook, bake, clean.
He's had to miss out on some things and has taken a little slack for it even, from people who don't understand. But he doesn't care. He is caring for Grandma sacrificially because he loves her and he wants to do what the Lord wants him to do. His words.
To me, that is such a beautiful picture of sacrificial love. The kind Jesus gave. To love and serve regardless of what other people may think or say. To do it because it is right and it pleases the Father.