Freedom, Beauty, Color

I’m doing a Gratitude Writing Challenge in lieu of NaNoWriMo this year.

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People are so many colors.

Freedom

When I think of freedom I think of the freedom I have in Christ. I think of the freedom I have to be the exact person I was created to be, more and better every day (at least that’s the goal). I think of the freedom I have to live in this body and love it and tattoo it and stretch it and feed it. I think of the freedom I have to rest it and work it.

I think of the freedom I have to say no to events and responsibilities and relationships that will drain me and the freedom I have to say YES to events and responsibilities and relationships that will fill me and/or allow me to fill others. (Hooray!)

I think of the freedom I have these days that I haven’t had for a long time. The freedom that I’m still figuring out (and I’m sure will be figuring out for years to come, as life is like that) how to wield well. Yes, I can do whatever I want with my Sundays, but what is good for my soul? Sometimes I mess up and make silly choices, but bless the Lord, I have freedom to try again tomorrow.

Beauty

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, isn’t it? If you try hard enough, if you train yourself, you can start to see beauty in actions, not just appearance. If you practice, you can start to see beauty in everyone – in the things they do, the way they laugh, the way they walk.

Whenever I’m at the airport I like to play a game where I mentally pick out something I like about each person that walks by. Cute shoes. Awesome hair. Adorable smile. Yummy soft pretzel in hand. Pretty backpack. When you’re looking for beauty, you will find it.

I’m grateful for all of the beauty in my world, even the beauty that passes by me without me noticing.

This morning I sat at a restaurant with a beautiful friend and looked for just a moment at the beautiful sun shining on the beautiful mountains. We ate beautiful belgian waffles with beautiful fruit on top and had beautiful conversation. Thank you, God.

Color

I posted the above picture on Instagram the other day with the caption “people are so many colors.” For some reason looking in the mirror just then my attention was captured by my freckles, acne, moles, and tattoos. So many colors. Just on my one body I am peace and brown and white and red – and all shades of each! (And that doesn’t count the tattoos).

Lisa Congdon posted a piece on her Instagram once with a quote by John Ruskin. “The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love color the most.”

I think it’s part of my 7-ness (Enneagram) to love color and to want my spaces to be colorful. My house has walls that are gray, yes, but also walls that are blue and purple and green. My couch is coral. Art is on nearly every wall. Color, color, color! And as often as possible I swing the windows wide open to gaze upon the color of the outside – so many greens and yellows and blues. Color, color, color!

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