Green...

God's love is green, new life, unfurled, bleeding slow with all the promises of new beginnings; new leaf--new life, curled tight inside its shell, with anticipation busting, ready to sprout, grow in some unsuspecting soil, breaking free from the icy clutches of white. Yes, God's love is green.

Thankfulness

Recently, a friend challenged me to read the book “one thousand gifts” by Ann Voskamp, and to do her Joy Dare, which is a challenge to find joy in each moment of life, to give thanks in every circumstance, no matter how difficult. I haven’t finished the book, I’m like on page 47 or something, so I’ve hardly even cracked the cover, but it is already, how shall I put it...without trying to be redundant, challenging!

To find grace, to find a reason to give thanks always is hard, difficult, trying. I may never fully master it, but Paul writes that he learned to be content in every circumstance, and so I’m trying to take a journey in learning this—finding grace.

I was walking on the beach and God brought this thought to my mind: one of the reasons it is hard for me to find reasons for thankfulness in every situation is because I forget that every circumstance is full of God’s love. God’s love can be found in all things.

Almost 2 years ago, I read another book, which taught on how to think of God and teach who God was using tactile methods. It posed this question: What colour is God’s love? Since I read that book, I’ve been working on different pieces of creative writing answering that question.

This one just came to me this afternoon, and it is not so much a piece of creative writing as it is a list in which I can find God’s love, a list that shows me how and where I can be faithful because God’s love is in everything!

Here it is: it could go longer, but I thought for your sake...

God’s love is white, pure, like waves breaking, morning mist, clouds scrawled across the sky. Like morning dew glistens in the warming sun, still. God’s love is white—frothed milk laced with brown spilling over the top of a mug, beaches, ice draped over the earth, creating fairy worlds for imagination to play in—hoar frost, vanilla icing on yellow, yellow lemon cake, hammocks swaying under palm trees, frayed fishing nets bleached by sun and salt water, bubbles frothed by the tide. God’s love is white. Soft feathers floating through the air, freshly painted walls, stars twinkling white in the deep, deep night sky, God’s love is white, crystal, frozen water slowly sinking to the ground, breath white in the frosty air, lacy dresses filled with excitement and anticipation, translucent baby skin. God’s love is white.