"Chicks Dig Scars"

Yesterday at the Farmer's Market my brother and a friend and I got talking about our various scars and their various causes. It's a favorite topic among humanoids, a thing I've often found to be curious. Half an hour later I was getting onto the freeway and wound up following a truck with a rodeo bumper sticker that read "Chicks dig scars". I was intrigued by the fact that even though it's totally politically incorrect, it's true. Why do I, as a female of the species, dig scars?
Some minor contemplation yielded the obvious: scars imply a willingness to dare, to face risks, to pick oneself up and try again, to be dangerous. Or to be stupid, as my sister interjected. I told her yes, but even stupidity has a certain amount of charm about it. It represents a fearlessness next to which most girls want to cuddle up.
There we go. The mysteries of the universe explained.

It took me till rather late in the day to realize that Jesus has some pretty gnarly scars too. And that they say all of those things about Him that earthly scars say about earthly men. Even the stupid part: "But God chose what is foolish in the world to shame the wise;" (1Co 1:27a) Getting Yourself tortured and murdered for a girl as flaky and wounded as the Church, according to the world, is stupid. But it certainly shows a fearlessness-- or a faith-- next to which I intend to cuddle up.