Self Portrait Tuesday ~*~ Red

(Blogger ate my post...and some comments :(...mean blogger)

In my mind, red is a pretty safe color. True, it can be loud and is often associated with rage, it is one of the chosen colors that swirl on the top of a police car as a warning (or worse) it is often painted in dining rooms because it has a reputation of making one feel hungry, but with all that, red, to me, is special. Men have the power ties, woman have the lipstick. It is a primary shade and next to blue, is in almost every color.

But, one of the finest things to me about red is when I put it on my toe nails. Look out...I'm feeling sassy and my feet feel sexy dressed in red. I have special shoes that I like to wear, set aside waiting for the red polish to come out. But more important than anything...is the red blood that was spilled for you and me. Jesus hung on a cross and shed his blood, so that you and I can be a family. Not just pen pals, co-bloggers or email buddies....Family. And that makes red a very special color indeed. Yes, I am a person of faith and have been since I was a little girl. Red is special to me, indeed.