I Don't Care...

what most people think of me. People have made various decisions about me and I couldn't care less. Lots make snap judgments about me without really taking the time to get to know me. So, when I hear from others what someone thinks about me (either good or bad) it is of very little consequence. However, if I have asked for advice or wisdom then chances are I do care what you think.

This was reinforced yesterday while at the wedding a casual acquaintance decided to not acknowledge me. And as I have just said, this meant very little to me, but it put a conversation later in the night in a different light. Shortly after I had given my toast to the newlyweds, I was approached by a long time family friend. This is a lady that has known me from my infancy and has cared and loved my family for decades. The thing that threw me for a loop (especially in contrast to the other interaction) was the question asking me for my advice. This person is my senior and she waited while I gave my opinions on the questions she asked. I love Zonda (anyone from the Ohio Conference of the Free Methodist Church knows exactly who I'm talking about) and would never want to do anything to disappoint her. This is obviously one of the people that I genuinely care what she thinks of me.

I believe these people know who they are. If you don't, I'm sorry, but you probably didn't make the cut. This by no means means that I don't care what you think (because if you are reading this, you have come into my life for a specific reason), I may weigh what you tell me a little differently than "the inner circle".