At tea time last night, I asked Sam to say grace. His first sentence was “Thank you God for all the colours on my plate..” I looked at mine too. Indeed lots of bright colours. Beautiful!

I can’t remember the last time I thanked God for colour. But I am today.

Last night, as I was bathing Esther, I looked at my hand. It was totally covered in a rainbow of wet merging colour. At first I couldn’t think why. Then I realised. My eldest brother bought me an amazing bracelet last week. It is made out of old coloured pencils which have been captured inside acrylic. But the top part of it is not covered at all. The pencils must be watercolour ones! Once the bracelet got wet as it did doing Esther’s bath, the colours dripped down my hand. It looked amazing, like some crazy art installation!

Then later on, Esther learnt how to say the word “Yellow!” She proudly pointed to a large plastic sweetcorn and said it. “Yellow!” “Clever girl!!” I said, beaming at her. Then she picked up her red shoe and said, “Yellow!”

Oh.

She has got the word but not the concept. (She is only 17 months old, so fair play.)

These three little things all connected to colour just made me imagine a world without it. Imagine grass that isn’t green; imagine sky that isn’t blue; imagine robins without red; and sun without yellow… imagine sea without aquamarine and goldfish without gold.

Colour defines and explains so much of the world to us. How we see things in itself is a mind-boggling and incredible thing…My little head and poor scientific understanding cannot begin to fathom it!

Today I am thanking God for cobalt and crimson. I am praising Him for violet and vermillion… and emerald.
His amazing creation demanded an incredible pallette of colour. Isn’t it wonderful that we all have our favourites?

Thank you God for the incredible paintbox You used to paint the world. I for one am a big, big fan. Thank you especially for hot pink and for the very, very clever person at Loreal who made it into a shiny lipstick just for me.

Amen