The Whisper of the Colors

 “Indeed these are the mere edges of His ways,

And how small a whisper we hear of Him!

But the thunder of His power who can understand?”

Job 26:14

 

 

My Father,

Thank You for colors in this world You made!

Vibrantly beautiful in majestic parade,

They whisper of Your glories - unceasingly displayed.

I think of You.

 

My soul lingers,

Soaking in beauty from the work of Your fingers.

Longing for the day when I see the Artist’s face,

And walk and talk with the Giver of Grace.

I think of You.

 

Red

Cardinals - bright spots of red against the winter snow.

Geraniums - cheery blossoms hanging in the window.

Strawberries - mouthwatering juiciness You made easy to grow.

I think of You.

 

Orange

Fall leaves in their variegated hues and mixes.

Sunsets and sunrises - daily color surprises.

Goldfish and clownfish, whose antics delight us.

I think of You.

 

Yellow

Daffodils bring promise that winter will depart.

Sunshine in spring gives a hug to my heart.

Lemonade in the summer, thirst-quenching and tart.

I think of You.

 

Green

Rolling emerald hills with white fluffy sheep.

Hunter green forest pines that tranquility keep.

Grass that feels cool and refreshing to feet.

I think of You.

 

Blue

From blue-gray oceans to glaciers teal,

You paint a thousand shades that make my heart thrill,

And sing with the bluebird’s joyful trill.

I think of You.

 

Violet

Lilacs and lavender with aromas so charming.

Incredible space galaxies with luster amazing.

Butterflies that flit in and out of sight darting.

I think of You.

 

Brown

Wood grain - the story of a sturdy, strong tree.

Velvet coat of a horse or puppy, stroked fondly.  

Mud puddles made pretty by children’s ecstasy.

I think of You.

 

This is Your world.

Thank You for making me part of it.

Your glories have yet to be fully unfurled,

But the whisper I hear won’t let me forget.

I think of You.