Growing up, I really liked the color blue. I had a shirt that I wore till it turned to rags, and the more it frayed, the greater my affection. Blue skies. Ocean blue. Purple and blue in the Lord’s things in the temple of old.
While still loving that color, I rarely wear blue today, except for the quintessential Levis’s jacket. Yellow ocher has my same attention today, but for different reasons. The golden wheat fields in the distance create a pleasure and a flood of thoughts that is just plain wonderful.
Age tends to alter perception of color, as if it is closely related to maturity, or growth in spirituality. Similar to music, what I once devoured in interest may still be appreciated, but now tempered and seen in a different light. Like sharps and flats on the musical scale, the nuances of color are like balm for the eyes, and exotic food for the soul.
Cerulean blue, cobalt, ultramarine, navy, periwinkle, pacific, cadet, it’s kinda hard to have any dislike for the blues.
If people had to be identified by color, geez, now there would be some interesting stuff. Recently, a person observed that this blog could be described as ‘puke.’ Hmm, this commentary is an insult to that shade of green, but more importantly, what color would be residing in the mind of a person who sees black where light is represented……..? (Odd is it not, how a simple comment took the train here from a nice place about color to the tar pits in one sentence…..)
Today though, I have an affinity for brown. Simply the color of dirt. Demure and unassuming, the color of life. It does not boast, call attention to itself, is not proud, and is a compassionate color. Brown does not want to be fuschia. It does not want the chief seat, as it is fine being thought to be ‘just dirt.’
I like brown, but then again there is blue, ocher, burnt sienna, copper, all having their own secrets of inspiration, and all pointing to the Creator for His genius in allowing man to see the non existing blue of the seas, the white of the moon, the green of the trees and grasses, the gold of the farms, the dazzling colors of the peacock, the unsurpassing colors of the eyes of men and women, and the zazillion (endless) tkx tricia 😉 reasons how and why color belongs to the Creator, as He laid out this canvas called life.
God in His infinite wisdom, uses color as a reminder of His enduring and endearing promise to man, that even through the darkest of storms, His oath is good. The rainbow!
There is a spectacularness to color that is above and beyond human comprehension. Of course, for even in eternity, color will be enjoyed in all its new splendor. Topaz, beryl, sardius, and things we have not seen will confirm our fondness for scripture, and the idea of singing a new song (for many reasons) will appear to be most reasonable.
By the way: red, yellow, and blue as the primary colors when combined, make brown. Oh the magnificence of the Creator.