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The Color of Joy

Words have color. Painting a picture with words is a challenge, but it can be done. What color would you use to paint a picture of the word joy? I wouldn’t use red; it is often used to depict a murder scene or an emergency vehicle such as a fire truck or together with the color orange, the fire itself. Let’s try the color blue. Maybe the news isn’t out yet, but It was recently disqualified by the color guard, because it was seen a few days ago hanging out on a street corner on a Monday “singing the blues.”  Green is used to depict life i.e. green grass, green leaves, evergreen, green apples, green beans. Green mold is also living, but I wouldn’t eat it. Yellow might be a good choice; it brings thoughts of sunshine, buttercups, canaries, banana taffy.  But then you have yellow jaundice and yellow fever!

Painting a word picture of joy is a little more difficult than I thought. I’m considering throwing all the colors together in a container to see if we come up with joy. According to the American Museum of Natural History, “White light is a combination of all colors in the color spectrum. It has all the colors of the rainbow. Combining primary colors like red, blue, and green creates secondary colors: yellow, cyan, and magenta. All other colors can be broken down into different combinations of three primary colors.”

Objects appear to be the color of the light they reflect. I want to reflect joy even if i don’t know what color it is. Joy is bouncy like a ball, internal rather than external, a fruit of the Spirit (Galatians 5:22), produced in the Presence of the Lord (Psalms 16:11), gives us strength (Nehemiah 8:10) and tends to spread its sweetness like jelly on the bread of life. Superficial laughter brought on externally is not joy. It can be a momentary respite from the trials of life, but joy has staying power. It’s essence lingers throughout the day and gives us strength to rise above circumstances that could otherwise destroy inner strength.  Too bad we only sing Joy to the World at Christmas.

Regina Shank