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Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Coloring Outside the Lines

"I long to worship Jesus with the heart of a child, in a state of pure and true adoration. Yet so many things of the world cloud my thoughts and pull on my heart until it's no longer just a girl in the arms of the Father"~ Darlene Schacht ~"The Mom Complex"

I’ve never been very good at “coloring”, at least according to my teachers.

“Stay in the lines, Kimberly!” I’d hear from the teacher.

“You’re coloring outside the lines again, Kim.” It would continue year after year until the passion to color and to create art almost diminished itself completely.

I tried to convince the ‘older’ more mature me that it was okay to color outside the lines. I told her it was okay to use every inch of space on my paper and fill it all with whatever color she fancied.

The ‘older’ more mature me didn’t buy into it. She just put the crayons away and said she didn’t like to color. When others wanted to color she would convince them to go outside and ride bikes or she’d just doodle with a pencil where the ability to stay inside lines wasn’t as important.

Eventually the desire to color went away.

One day the girl, now a woman, realized she had forgotten what the colors looked like. She forgot what they felt like as they left their imprint on the paper. She forgot the smell of the crayons as they were rubbed hard and fast against the page. She had lost her sense of color.

The woman knew that to regain her sense of color she would have to leave the security she had grown to trust. The house that surrounded her and the safety of her unnaturally white and black, two-dimensional world had actually been shadowing her all these years. She had become trapped without color and had almost forgotten to miss it.

The woman searched and searched as the seed to remember the color grew within her. She grabbed old boxes from storage and dumped them out in her quest. Finally among the last of the boxes, out onto her perfectly white-washed carpet, fell forty-eight individual, vibrant, intoxicating crayons of many colors.

The color began to fill her house. She saw them with new eyes. She saw them in all their beauty. She cried tears of yellow as the sun touched her skin. She looked down to her flesh colored hands and bright red fingernails and touched her blue denim jeans. She reached out for the bright orange fruit that now called to her for refreshment. She looked beyond her window to the greens of every shade that covered every yard she could see. She saw the colors of the flowers as they danced before her.

Everything seemed new again. The colors sang and brought life back. The colors that she didn’t realize were gone had returned once again.

I thank God that everyday He reminds me to see His world through His eyes. I thank God that everyday He teaches me to be his child, not seeking to be a people-pleaser, but to be a child of worship…in living color…even as I color outside the lines.


Denise said...

I really enjoyed your post, bless you.

eph2810 said...

Amen to that :). I like to see the world through His eyes too. It is much more colorful.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts on this week's IOW quote.

Blessings on your evening and always...

Tami Boesiger said...

I praise God for the unique view He has given you. It is so refreshing.

MommaB said...

What a beautiful picture you "colored" with your words. What a blessing you are!

Loni said...

What a colorful post you wrote. Thank you for sharing these vivid thoughts. BEAUTIFUL!

Spookie the Warrior said...

It is so good to see through His eyes - how much we can miss out on if we see through the worlds eyes. Everything is vibrant and alive in His eyes. The world sees things in shades of grey.

Thank You Jesus for the colour that you bring to our lives.

Amydeanne said...

you know I remember a teacher telling me I could never design fashion b/c I lived in the wrong place... I remember it stifling my creativity for years... I stopped sewing, I stopped creating b/c of his small minded ness. How much more God has to offer us than the narrowmindness of some.
hugs and prayers.

Shalee said...

It's the coloring outside the lines that has created such beautiful works from Monet, Van Gogh, Cassatt...

What makes people think that God always stays inside the lines with us? I mean I'm always all over the place. I may be messy, but I'm colorful and a work of art in progress.

Go spread your colors, Kim, and make this world a prettier place.

Dawn said...

You never cease to amaze me with your creativity. Awesome!

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