Loving the Color

It is eight in the morning and Pix is whining at the sliding glass door.   In my rush to get the kids out the door, I ignore his pleas and continue on with the morning.  By eight thirty the pleas have become more incessant, Pix wants to be outside.    Twenty to nine the kids are ready to leave for school, so I put a leash on Pix and we head out the door for a walk.    Now I understand why the desire to be outside was so strong, it is a beautiful morning to be out.   The air is crisp, cool, and refreshing.   Upon arriving at the school, the kids and I part ways.  They head to the playground to catch up with their friends after the weekend, and I decide that it is time for a walk.  Two miles later, Pix and I return home exercised and refreshed.   What a great way to start the week! 

The day continues to be nice and I am having a hard time being inside today.   The sun in shining, the temps are hovering in the lower sixties, and there is a slight breeze.    Around one, Pix and I head out for another walk.   This time the walk is not so much for exercise like the morning walk, rather this walk is just to be outside and to enjoy the day.   As I walk, I notice the red geraniums that have survived the last two nights of frost.   The maple in my neighbor's yard is becoming the vibrant orange that I am so drawn to in the fall and is striking against the brilliant blue sky I have loved since I was a child.  Yellow leaves fill the trees and the sidewalks making crunching and swishing sounds as we walk on them.  The grass, still bright green thanks to the rain we received a couple of weeks ago, surrounds the sand at the playground where a mom in a purple shirt sits with her children building sandcastles.  

It is days like then when the sun in shining and the sky is its brilliant blue that I feel the closest to God.    A friend of mine sent me an e-mail about a message she had heard about color and how for some of us we express our love for Jesus through color.   I resonated with this statement because I love color and I do find that when the days are bright and the gardens are full of colorful flowers that I am content.   I feel the connection with Jesus when I am in nature whether it be walking or on my knees in the garden.  

Today's rainbow of colors brought a smile and a moment with God thanking Him for the day. 


  1. I agree...you definitely seem to connect with God through color. It shows in your home, in your accents, in your life. I'm also guessing you connect with God through nature. Beautiful and poetic post Janelle! I'm so glad you decided to blog!

  2. Cheri,

    What a nice comment, thank you. Yes, I do connect with God through nature. One of the reasons that Summer is my favorite seasons.

    Thanks to you for the encouragement to blog. :)