Our Creator did not choose to use a cookie-cutter approach when
designing the universe, and most especially in His engineering of us. Difference is artfully woven in the fabric of
our life experiences and in everything we see. Therefore, there must
be inherent value in diversity. So we must learn to listen
attentively to voices dissimilar from our own and resolve to purposefully
absorb life wisdom from others. We will surely grow as a result. The following story is actually a fable, but
there is definite truth in it, so kindly read and carefully consider.
Once upon a time all the colors of the world started to
quarrel. All claimed that they were the best, the most important,
the most useful, the favorite.
Green said:
“Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and hope. I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me, all animals would die. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority.”
Blue interrupted:
“You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is water that is the basis of life and it is drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The blue sky offers space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing.”
Yellow chuckled:
“You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no joy.”
Orange started next to blow her trumpet:
“I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought about any of you.”
Red could stand it no longer so he shouted out:
“I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood – life’s irreplaceable blood! I am the color of both danger and bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and love, the red rose, the poinsettia, the poppy.”
Purple rose up to his full height:
He was very tall and spoke with great pomp: “I am the color of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs, and bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me! They listen and obey.”
And so the colors went on boasting, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightning and the thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.
In the midst of the clamor, the rain began to speak:
“You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying desperately to best and dominate the rest. Don't you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me.”
Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands.
The rain continued:
“From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live together in peace. The unity in your beautiful rainbow will be a sign of hope.”
So whenever a good rain washes the world, and a rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another.
Green said:
“Clearly I am the most important. I am the sign of life and hope. I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me, all animals would die. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority.”
Blue interrupted:
“You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is water that is the basis of life and it is drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The blue sky offers space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing.”
Yellow chuckled:
“You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety, and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sunflower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me there would be no joy.”
Orange started next to blow her trumpet:
“I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought about any of you.”
Red could stand it no longer so he shouted out:
“I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood – life’s irreplaceable blood! I am the color of both danger and bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and love, the red rose, the poinsettia, the poppy.”
Purple rose up to his full height:
He was very tall and spoke with great pomp: “I am the color of royalty and power. Kings, chiefs, and bishops have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me! They listen and obey.”
And so the colors went on boasting, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly there was a startling flash of bright lightning and the thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.
In the midst of the clamor, the rain began to speak:
“You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying desperately to best and dominate the rest. Don't you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me.”
Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands.
The rain continued:
“From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live together in peace. The unity in your beautiful rainbow will be a sign of hope.”
So whenever a good rain washes the world, and a rainbow appears in the sky, let us remember to appreciate one another.
It's only an allegory, but it contains absolute gospel truth.
Sisters and brothers, be continually blessed, and please (above all
else) MAKE SURE YOU ARE READY TO MEET OUR SOON COMING KING. Maranatha!
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