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Color My World
a devotional by Rhonda Rhea

We’ve been doing some painting around our house. My two college boys room together and you wouldn’t believe how tough it can be for two guys to agree on a color. Of course, I had to veto the one color they both liked. Sorry, but black is out. It turns the room into a cave. Never mind that they would likely love a man-cave. I can live with contemporary, traditional or retro. But Neanderthal? Ugh.

In the end, Jordan wanted “Spun Gold.” Andy thought the whole Gold-thing was a little too materialistic and wanted “Leather Saddle.” But Jordan is a vegetarian and conscientiously objected to “Leather Saddle”—even though we assured him it wasn’t really leather and that no animals were harmed in the making of this particular paint. Who knew picking colors could get so political?

Sometimes being the followers of Christ we’re called to be involves allowing someone else to have their color when we really want our own. It’s looking beyond the politics to another’s needs instead of ours. Not always easy. But very much like Jesus.
Philippians 2: 4-8 says, “Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others. Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus:  Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became obedient to death—even death on a cross!”

When we show our true colors, let’s hope they’re filled with Jesus, with his own special hues of astounding humility and love to the max.

Speaking of true colors, you’ll have to stop in sometime and see the guys’ new room. Two walls plain gold. Two walls plain brown. Same colors, we just changed the names.

Color me happy.