Let’s do it. Let’s just write without worrying if it’s just right or not.
For only five short, bold, beautiful minutes. Won’t you join me?
- 1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
- 2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
OK, are you ready? Give me your best five minutes on:
We’ve got them in primary (red, yellow and blue) and secondary (green, orange, purple) and in shades in-between and beyond.
We’ve got tints and hues and lights and darks.
When God painted the world, He dipped His paintbrush into some stunning wells of beauty.
And I imagine that in Heaven, He’s got colors up there we’ve never seen and can’t even fathom.
In addition to iridescence, I wonder if maybe there’ll be a color for… grace. For mercy. For kindness.
Maybe all of the colors are wrapped up in a Person; he absorbs them all and reflects it all back to us. Jesus’ red blood sweeps up the black and it all turns to purest white.
Maybe all the color just comes from Him, since He was there in the beginning, before blue seas and green forests … and when He speaks, a plethora of colors burst forth, waiting to be told where to sparkle and live.
When He painted the world and its people, He did so with gorgeous hues.
I see it—all of the colors in Him—present in you, all of you, and in all of us— the people in this amazing beautiful colorful world.
Oh, there is hope in the sweeping brush of His love.