I have always loved the colour green in all its many guises,
from the rich and vibrant hues of spring to the deep blue-green of the ocean on
a sunny day. It speaks to me of life and
never fails to touch my spirit with hope. Who would dream that a colour could
do that?
I
recently bought myself an artist quality set of pencil crayons thinking that I
would like to reproduce some of the colours that I see in the world around me.
I was surprised to discover that I couldn’t find a crayon to match the
particular shade of green that I was looking for. I learned that the green I
wanted would require a layering and blending of several different colours.
After a good deal of experimentation I discovered that in order to achieve the
best results, I had to start with grey. That surprised me.
Grey is most definitely not my favourite colour. I probably
wouldn’t have bothered to include it in the box had I been in charge of
packaging the crayons. In my mind if green is the colour of hope, then grey
would be the colour of sadness. I’m glad I wasn’t in charge after all. The
shades of grey in my box of colours are more important than I knew.
There are grey times in my life, times when sadness is my
portion. I might have wished that the One in charge hadn’t included that
particular colour in the tools He uses to paint the portrait of the woman I am
becoming, but now I see that the grey is only a small part of something much
richer. It is a necessary step in achieving the final result. I just need to
trust the Artist.
I may be in the grey right now but it is only the grey
before the green.
"grey before the green" and dark before the dawn. We're promised that our paths will become brighter and brighter. Proverbs 4:18 :)
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