Shades of Blue
One of my “resolutions” for these Lenten days is to slow
down enough to truly see and appreciate the wonders of God all around us. As I have said before, I can get so busy or
preoccupied with the details of life that I forget to pick my head up, open my
eyes and ears and truly take in the awesome power of God.
One morning last week as I began my day in a corner of my
room designated for prayer and reflection; I looked up and out the window
facing southwest and saw the most beautiful midnight blue sky illumined only by
the three quarter moon making its descent.
When I turned to face the other window, facing east, I saw lighter blues
and hues of turquoise as the sun began to rise.
Still later in the morning while swimming at the “Y”, I looked up from
my laps and out the many windows to a sky so blue it was almost white. In the course of about 1 ½ hours, I witnessed
more hues of blue than Crayola ever imagined.
In these colors I see the waning of the Winter season giving way to the
hope of Spring. I see the presence of
God caring for our earth as God brings forth night unto day, darkness into
light.
So what? The “so
what” of this for me is truly an expression of the presence of God. Seeing all
these variations on one color helps me to imagine and begin to understand the
many ways God loves me and the countless individuals in our world. The gradual revealing of the spectrum of
color helps me to see the differences while hardly noticing the divisions as
one hue bleeds into the next.
The season of Lent is in part about taking time to empty
ourselves of that part of ourselves that is too self-centered, too
materialistic or too self-righteous.
When we turn from that which weighs us down with unnecessary judgements
and possessions, we are more able to turn toward God and become more fully the
person God wants us to be. I find that
as I ask God to help me rid myself of my sinfulness, I have so much more room
and appreciation for all that life has to hold.
This includes all people, created in God’s image and likeness. I become more attuned to the many hues of
God’s creative energy and power and find it is far less important for me to
judge. It is so much more important for
me just to see and hear and touch and feel. Of course, I am not there yet, but
this new openness is worth the effort.
This is a prayer for my heart and for our world. How about you?
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