Praying In Color
I will try anything that involves creativity.
I often weave calligraphy and lettering into my quiet time.
I don’t see in color.
One thing I love about lettering is that everything is in black and white. I can just relax and write out whichever verse or quote speaks to me while I’m reading my Bible and devotional book. I am fascinated by color, and I’ve tried adding splashes of watercolor to pages that I post online, but it often triggers flashbacks to the days when art time required either asking the girl next to me for help or risking, “doing it wrong.” I’d rather not be distracted by that during my time with God. Still, when I saw the blurb for the Colorful Prayer class at church, I knew I needed to sign up. It sounded like fun, and I sensed that it was time to face the insecurities connected to being the only woman in the room who might need to ask, “Can you help me find red?”
As Nathan pointed out this morning, “Mom, it’s church. It’s not like they’re going to make fun of you.” I felt confident that I also would not have a repeat performance of the following scene:
Classmate: “Hey, Jeanette, can I have your cookie?”
Classmate: “If you don’t give it to me, I won’t tell you what color the crayons are. Then you’ll do your picture wrong and be in trouble!”
I handed over the cookie.
Yes, this really happened. And yes, I am over it now. I’m sure that now-grown-woman is very sorry.
Just to be safe, I brought my own box of labeled colored pencils. It turned out that I didn’t need them. We each receive a tote bag full of supplies, and when Cheryl noticed that her pencils had color names on them that I could read and mine didn’t, we traded. (Thank, Cheryl!) Something about being able to use the provided supplies like everyone else added to the feeling that God had sent me to Colorful Prayer for a reason.
The leaders shared how color and creativity had deepened their prayer life, helped them stay focused, and allowed them to create gifts for friends that said, “See, I have been praying for you!” They made it clear from the beginning that this was not about artistic ability or even the colors, it was about connecting with God in a meaningful way and meditating on a specific verse of Scripture. Then it was time to try a colorful prayer, and I started to get nervous. What if I chose the wrong green for the leaves or the wrong yellow for the sun? Which colors went together again? Which ones would clash?
I don’t care about that.
Those words brought such relief that I knew they had to have come from God.
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I couldn’t see the colors, but He could. I chose pencils with color names that were meaningful to me, like cherry red and lavender. I allowed my coloring page to be an expression of thankfulness for His ability to see what I can’t and understand my heart.
Part of my work in progress with a little added embellishment
It felt so incredibly freeing! I can’t wait to make this a regular part of my prayer time, and see what God does as I make color part of my connection with Him–my reminder that He sees, that He is limitless, and He understand what is a mystery to us.
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