The color of life
Once upon a time life came in two colors:
Up or down, in or out, good or bad, right or wrong, dark or light, yes or no…black or white. All shades of gray are symptoms of compromise. Must. eliminate. immediately.
Nothing much messes with your inner creative like black and white thinking.
Actually, not much messes with your inner grace-giver like black and white thinking, either. Which is strange, considering that I’d been taught that God likes black and white thinking and engages in it Himself.
Somewhere along the way I realized that black and white thinking was becoming too restrictive, like underwear two sizes too tight. It’s difficult to adopt black and white thinking and not walk around looking pinched. It’s a lot of work, keeping your world divided up like that.
So I decided to add another option to my list:
3. Full Kodachrome.
The new option was a stunner. It had texture and tone and temperature and– get this– gradients. And to my surprise, I discovered that there was no spot on the entire color scale that God didn’t make and love. He wasn’t black and white like I’d heard. He was rich reds and deep blues and wispy lavenders and sunny yellows. He existed within it all, and it all existed within Him. And I loved it. There was so much life in it.
Still…there were times when I couldn’t figure out if a thing was black or white or neon plaid. I couldn’t identify it, and that made me feel uncomfortable.
And that is when He taught me to add yet another option to my list:
3. Full Kodachrome.
4. None of your business.
And bingo! There it was: peace in the in-betweens.
Because it’s true: some things aren’t for us to judge. It’s not that they aren’t black or white or fuchsia, it’s that God hasn’t placed them in our backyard and it’s really none of our beeswax. We don’t need to go looking for them simply to submit them to judgment. Doing so only increases our propensity to confuse discernment with a critical spirit. And true discernment is too precious and too rare to defile with negativity, criticism, and a judgmental spirit.
Life is much brighter with these four options. And they make me feel like I’m rockin’ the right size undies.
Which is good.