Maybe your life is fast and running and your world brims with colors of all sorts. Maybe your pictures this season are in full focus, with the saturation turned way up, and each detail is distinguished from the one next to it. Or perhaps yours if the life on the slow moving train, and you’re sitting still while the world rushes past you. Your season’s photo gallery seems to be all in all out of focus, blurry really, with the color leaning more towards gray and blue hues.
I love black and white photos. They’re classic, romantic, and historic. If I have pictures hanging on my walls, they’re usually without the normal color.
There’s something about black and white that breathes mystery, hinting that there is more than what meets the eye, but beckoning your imagination to fill in the details, the story, the color. At first glance, the lack of color can give the allusion that the setting is dull and void of vibrancy, when all the while the subject or setting just isn’t fully seen in its true detail.
There are many seasons in life that feel as though the color is sucked out and what’s left is a dull grayscale. Often I feel like I’m stuck in a 1920’s film and I’m seeing the same, dull, black and white shades and hues, with pops of color here and there. Plenty of my current season’s photos seem to blur together, filling the spaces with questions and uneasiness where there should be focus and sharpness.
It often seems like someone stole my color away, when I imagine how much I enjoy sprinting while I can’t walk too far of a distance now. Or when the items on my summer bucket list have been erased and replaced with therapies and treatment lists. Or when even just sitting out in the sun might be followed by a wave of pain brought on by the heat.
My pictures of date night or game night or a fun activity don’t show the bottle of detox drops I carry around, the heavy purse filled with medicine bottles and pain meds I take often, the heat and ice packs on hand, or the pain running through my muscles at any given moment. Those are the images I see continually, the ones that fade together in this season, my black and white.
All can’t be lost, however. It can’t be, it just can’t be. What seems to look a certain way at first glance is not always the true identity of a situation…just as the frequent snows don’t mean there can’t be plenty of sunny days during the winter season (at least for Colorado:)). Black and white photos don’t lack any color behind the scenes. So why is it that we can’t see the color that is actually existent?
I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance…
Where is my abundance of life? My enjoyment? My color?
Wonderful are Your works; my soul knows it well…
Are we seeing clearly? Or is it our own sight that needs some correcting?
He has made everything beautiful in its time…
Maybe we’ve allowed our eyes to grow tired and our spirits to grow weak because of our difficult seasons.
Maybe the color has been there all along but our eyes have been focused on the picture of our lives rather than the Creator of our lives…
Our pictures during our difficult seasons seem to lack focus, but maybe that’s when we direct our focus to Something Greater.
They say that the eyes are the window to the soul… maybe our souls will know how wonderful His works really are if we just knew where to look.
“The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light.” Matthew 6:22
….maybe a healthy body isn’t needed for a life full of color, but only healthy eyes.
Perhaps if we look up more than we look around, we’ll start to see more colors soon enough, possibly even some new ones. After all, we have been saved, forgiven, deeply loved and taken care of by Him…how is that a dull life by any means? And as God creates and develops all the areas of our lives, we just might see more layers of His goodness and purpose, more shades and hues.
Maybe then our black and white will appear more romantic after all…for behind the scenes, the Creator of our hearts is busy coloring our lives with His love.