Dear Fifty Tons of Grey

June 2014–Dear Fifty Tons of Grey,

I don’t like you very much.

Color-wise, you are the greatest; love your fifty shades and how you glimmer in the light when everything is just right. And for a few things in life, I like you lots, because at times, neither black nor white work, and we have to tweak the lines a bit.

But most of the time, I really dislike you. I would even say that I hate you. Because you are the color of no integrity–little white lies, excuses so well spun they make sense even to me. And at the end of the day, you weigh so so much that you make it impossible to move forward. You weigh at least fifty tons, and I become your prisoner. And your grey, it is anything but attractive. It’s dirty, full of muck and sand and impurities.

ball and cahin

Every time I have chosen you, I have found myself in need of serious cleansing. Every time I yielded to your easy appeal, I felt cheap, and worthless, and pitiful. Like I took in some poison, and it entered my soul. Like I entered a prison, and the walls are caving in, and there is no light shining.

And your dance is enticing, but it takes my breath away in the worst kind of way—it chokes until it kills.  And I’d much rather be lonely than to dance with you. 

So on this lovely spring day where grey might fit right in and no one else would notice, I renounce you forever.

Dear fifty tons of grey, I feel so much better. Thank you for what you showed me today.

Barbara

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

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#911 rediscovering the joy of swimming

#912 A long hike and heart to heart conversation with a friend

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17 comments

  1. Barbara, such truth in this … “Because you are the color of no integrity–little white lies, excuses so well spun they make sense even to me. And at the end of the day, you weigh so so much that you make it impossible to move forward.” May we live with our eyes wide opened to those gray areas & be a people of integrity & authenticity. Powerful post!

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  2. A moving perspective, Barbara, spoken both poetic and poignant. It’s funny how we can make peace with different things that to one can be divisive and the other be (at times) peace, but I respect and value your insights here.

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  3. A very fine reminder. God made a very clear distinction between the sea and the land, for instance.

    Your post inspired me to write a short poem.

    NOTICING

    Be black and white, the rule.
    You will not be a fool.
    If you want power grey,
    you always must obey.

    (\__/)
    (=’.’=)
    (“)_(“)

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  4. Such a good reminder of those little things that add up and weigh us down. I have been feeling that way lately and need to make a few adjustments to toss off those things of little value and great weight! Thanks for a good reminder!

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  5. I especially oved this, “Because you are the color of no integrity–little white lies, excuses so well spun they make sense even to me”. Glad to have found your post courtesy of #BlogItForward. A great read and oh, how resonating. May it bless others and encourage truth. Blessings to you on your writing & your journeys.

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