I set out the other day just to find the perfect nail color. For the past few months, I’ve had the classic french manicure look. This isn’t because I’m classic, it’s because it’s the easiest to keep when I’m traveling. Which means when it chips, you can’t tell. These are the things that are important to me when I travel — non-chipping nails and a good rolling laptop bag are two of them. But back to the story, I wanted something fresh, new and different — and something bright!
I wanted the perfect nail color. Now, perfect nail color for me does not mean perfect for anyone else, but the search was on! I headed to the salon. I scanned the hundreds of bottles — the traditional reds and pinks in all the various shades. I considered the non-trads — the blues, yellows, greens, and purples. And there is was — not too pink, but not too red — just right. I’d FOUND that perfect nail color — well, it’s perfect for my mood.
Perfect for my mood.
Often this is what I’m looking for from my Jesus. I want the perfect Jesus for my mood. Sometimes I want the grace filled Jesus who saved me out of His great love and grace. But then there are other days when I want the Jesus who kicked the money changers tables over. It’s all dependent on my mood.
I’m looking for a mood Jesus (makes me think of those 1970s mood rings.) And He does not exist. Jesus is who He is. Who I want Him to be doesn’t change Him. And that’s what I love about Him. He is the same today, yesterday and tomorrow. He is the Rock of my salvation. He is the beginning and the end.
My mood doesn’t have anything to do with Jesus. He is.
And because He is, I have the faith to follow Him.