My Crayola Box

Lord…

Thank you for all the people you’ve placed in my Crayola box

Some are like the color red…they are fiery, adding spice to the time

We share together

Then others are like the color orange…always juicy with some type of news

And I want to get away—

They constantly force me to my knees…really?

Oh…that’s why they’re in my box…ok

There are even those like the color yellow…

So bright with a lot of knowledge

Thank you for the resource!

Then there are the green ones…conservative with their resources;

They make me keep “balance” in my view

The blue ones are a little tricky for me Lord…

Sometimes they just appear quiet but then they reflect

This underlying strength and courage…powerful attitudes

Ahhh…the brown ones…they are so warm to be around…they ground me

And truly my favorite color…violet…they have a royal attitude—carrying a high view

Of all You’ve told them they are in You

And they INSPIRE OTHERS to be the same

I’m truly black and beautiful and that should make me bold

So when I’m in the company of these colors, Lord let me like blackness—fade

Into the background to experience all the richness in my box

Recognizing that because of You inside me—like black…I can never be overshadowed

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright by Charlotte R. Beard 2012