Pour me a Glass

Okay, that does it. Random or silly or weird, this chic is just going to have to write. I’m talking about the writing, not the chic…by the way.

I want to write but I have found myself completely uninspired to do so. So I’m going to go back to posting daily and see what starts to flow…juice, coffee, water, wine…surely we can get something flowing up in here.

Wine…oh…I think there might be a glass full left in that bottle I opened last night. Sure would hate for that to go to waste.

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Where was I?

This week is going to be my attempt at jumping back into my writing. I hope it will be much like riding a bicycle and something worthy of a blog post will quickly formulate in my brain and flow thru my fingers onto the keyboard. If not, you can thank Sparky over at the Sparky Blog Challenge for the minimum three sentence rule and minimal nonsense. 🙂

Confusing Colors or Color Confusion?

Aren’t you glad God didn’t create the world in black and white? How weird would it be to look someone in the eyes and just see solid white or solid black eyes staring back at you? I’m glad he made us with color in our eyes…even if my handsome fella can’t appreciate the color of my eyes. My handsome fella is color blind and didn’t know my eyes were blue until after we were married and he mentioned my green eyes to someone much to their surprise.

Just imagine how many of the beautiful flowers and fish would be dull and drab without color. What would a rainbow be without color? What would you call an orange?

This brings me to another question…

Who decided what each color would be called? We know Adam was given the assignment of naming all the animals…which was really generous of God to share that task…I think. If I had designed all those cool creatures I think I would have wanted to tell everyone what to call them. Did God tell Adam the names of the colors? Was that just something that Adam and Eve knew at the time of their creation? Maybe that was one of the things God and Adam and Eve talked about during their time together in the Garden before the fall? Who knows? Fun to think about though.

And another question…

If we know the names of colors…why have we been singing “red and yellow, black and white” since we were little kids when singing about how much Jesus loves the little children of the world? I’ve never travelled outside of America but I have never seen a red or yellow kid or even a picture of a red or yellow kid. Did the writers of that little song think it would be two complicated to use more descriptive colors? Or maybe they were color blind?

And what about the meaning given to different colors? Who decided what a color means? I thought I’d look up the meaning of various colors and found that most colors can be used to define both a set of positive traits and a set of negative traits.

Does this mean the beauty of color is in the eye of the beholder?

What if my eyes are really green like my handsome fella thinks and everyone else is color blind?