Today, I’m a business man at work in my cubicle with painted fingernails and toes.
As I showered this morning, I couldn’t imagine washing this beautiful color from my nails:
And it isn’t because I went to a high dollar salon where the most popular stylist made me look beautiful. It isn’t because the most expensive products had been applied to my fingers to confirm that I could afford such luxuries. It wasn’t because I wanted to show up and make a statement or draw attention to myself. No, it didn’t have to do with anything like that.
My daughter did this to me. In fact, she did it for me. And her smile and her laughter and her love in that moment is a treasure that I dare not forget. I don’t wear this polish today because it is the best by the standards of the world, but it is the absolute best her heart had to offer her daddy last night, and it is more beautiful than the Mona Lisa TO ME.
I wonder if many of us worry about the quality of the sacrifices we might be able to offer up to God and decide to not even make the effort? I wonder if sometimes we forget that it isn’t the burnt offerings, the money in the plate, the time surrendered itself that is beautiful or detestable to the Lord — it is who it is coming from and the heart behind it. No “thing” we could offer our God is a worthy sacrifice, that is true. But when it comes from His Children, offering something in love and gratitude to their “Good Father”, it becomes treasured, valuable, priceless.
This visible nail polish on my hands today are so very precious to me that I don’t care what looks I might get or what questions may come — because I LOVE MY DAUGHTER. Jesus Christ also bears something on his body that shows His love for you.
He took the stripes and the nails and the crown of thorns and the spear thrust into His side for you, and He wears them because of HIS LOVE FOR YOU. And He also accepts bottles of perfume and tears from His precious children.
Luke 7:36-50 (NLT)
Jesus Anointed by a Sinful Woman
One of the Pharisees asked Jesus to have dinner with him, so Jesus went to his home and sat down to eat. When a certain immoral woman from that city heard he was eating there, she brought a beautiful alabaster jar filled with expensive perfume. Then she knelt behind him at his feet, weeping. Her tears fell on his feet, and she wiped them off with her hair. Then she kept kissing his feet and putting perfume on them.
When the Pharisee who had invited him saw this, he said to himself, “If this man were a prophet, he would know what kind of woman is touching him. She’s a sinner!”
Then Jesus answered his thoughts. “Simon,” he said to the Pharisee, “I have something to say to you.”
“Go ahead, Teacher,” Simon replied.
Then Jesus told him this story: “A man loaned money to two people—500 pieces of silver to one and 50 pieces to the other. But neither of them could repay him, so he kindly forgave them both, canceling their debts. Who do you suppose loved him more after that?”
Simon answered, “I suppose the one for whom he canceled the larger debt.”
“That’s right,” Jesus said. Then he turned to the woman and said to Simon, “Look at this woman kneeling here. When I entered your home, you didn’t offer me water to wash the dust from my feet, but she has washed them with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You didn’t greet me with a kiss, but from the time I first came in, she has not stopped kissing my feet. You neglected the courtesy of olive oil to anoint my head, but she has anointed my feet with rare perfume.
“I tell you, her sins—and they are many—have been forgiven, so she has shown me much love. But a person who is forgiven little shows only little love.” Then Jesus said to the woman, “Your sins are forgiven.”
The men at the table said among themselves, “Who is this man, that he goes around forgiving sins?”
And Jesus said to the woman, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.”
Do not turn back from showing Him love for what He has done for you because the liar has convinced you that you have nothing valuable or worthy to give.
Mark 12:41-44 (NLT)
The Widow’s Offering
Jesus sat down near the collection box in the Temple and watched as the crowds dropped in their money. Many rich people put in large amounts. Then a poor widow came and dropped in two small coins.
Jesus called his disciples to him and said, “I tell you the truth, this poor widow has given more than all the others who are making contributions. For they gave a tiny part of their surplus, but she, poor as she is, has given everything she had to live on.”
Come, paint his nails with your tears, with your troubles, with your praises, with your prayers, with your time learning to draw close to Him by the Word of God, with your loving service – and see how a life laid down, when you give Him all you have to give, even though it seems like so little to offer in return, is a treasure and a glory to God.