BY CYNDI
While walking through Home Depot the other day, I passed by the paint department and was drawn to the many color samples on the wall. I began looking at all the different shades and was somewhat humored by the names of the colors: Cheerful Hue, Crème Brulee, Medieval Forest, Chai Latte, Polar Bear, Woven Basket, just to name a few. With so many shades of colors, there must be one person whose only job is to come up with names!
Thinking about the sample names and stepping back to take in the realm of colors, it dawned on me that this is a great example of the many ways God creates people. Having traveled to different parts of the world, I have seen multiple “shades” of people. I am not just referring to skin tones here, but personalities, ways of looking at life, unique talents, distinctive abilities to bless and be life-giving to the world around them. Each and every person is uniquely made–an original–handcrafted by God Almighty Himself.Looking at paint cards for Toasted Marshmallow and Blueberry Cobbler I think of how God knew who we would be before we were even formed (Eph.1:4). Before the foundation of the world He designed us–what we would look like, what parents we would have, when we would be born. He took the time to think through all these things, even down to how long our eyelashes would be. To me this is a very comforting thought since much of the world seems to believe in randomness and happenstance.
We each have our own color to bring to the world–different shades and nuances to reveal the nature of God, to paint a picture of Who He is. You may be Wild Honey and I might be Passionflower, but we each have something to contribute to the world, a facet of God to express to those around us. As we see the tints and hues of each other and ourselves, we gain a better picture of Who God really is. You have an expression of God the world needs!
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So good to hear again that He designed me! It’s funny how I want to change His design almost daily, especially when I see what I deem as a better design! I often said I was going to ask Him why He made me like I am instead of . . .
Again, I say again, I’ve come to the conclusion it’s all good because (my) Father knows best! Blessings to you and yours.