Red glasses

A journal entry of recent past:

Source: Google images

I am influenced or I am suffering from some disease I can see red everywhere. Jag lal! Lal Lal lage hai mujhko(The world appears Red! Red and only Red to me). The red here means arts, creativeness, design, beauty, colors, music in everything. It seems that creative people are always wearing this glasses, I feel like sometimes I choose to wear this glasses all the time but something within me just forces me to pretend and take those red glasses out and see everything normal and boring, monotonous and as they are dull.

   So the question is always asked is there beauty in the flower or the eyes who sees and appreciate it. The dawn and dusk are always the same, why is it some days we just love to gaze at it and other time we are busy cursing it and minding our own business.

   I am extraordinarily happy today and all because of music and the red glasses which I choose to wear. I waited patiently, took break from all the corporate greys and see the red within everything. I stopped and thought what the song meant, why the singer is so happy or sad. What is he feeling? What does he mean? I saw the ceiling and asked myself what was the architect thinking when he made this? I saw the pattern all square and asked he must be very organised person. I spoke to my friend and while speaking I observed weird background at my cafeteria and I thought those buildings what do they mean to me and what was the original idea behind putting it here and why it doesn't bother people who don't like, or they don't say anything because they don't care about it? ;-) I love the fonts I use in my Open office called “Joti one”. I love my phone which allows me to take random photos. I am very happy that I have pencil to draw. I am happy that I can make funny letters. I am happy for my job which allows me to sit on a computer and internet and learn so many things.

  

I don't know why I keep giving excuses and saying that I don't have time for arts even knowing well thats truly colorful me. I say a movie long back called Mars needs Moms where supervisor have deceived the martians to believe in a lie and have made things very programmed and runned only with instructions and very less of emotions are seen, they are not allowed to live as families and there is nothing called as love and arts. People are just living under orders, under strict manners. And everything is straight line and programmed which reminded me of other movies like Wall-E and Equilibrium where the Directors have tried to show the struggle between the emotions vs programs(reasoning). One hand in equilibrium emotions are illegal and in wall-e people have forgot what does it mean to live without gadgets and what it emotion really means and they don't talk, they don't love, they don't nurture relationships and I love the way Wall-e the weird robot changes everything. And in Mars Needs Mom how Ki is that person who is fond of arts but she pretends to be just like others and I find myself always doing like that. But later she recognises the lie of the supervisor and rescues everyone. I feel like ki and wall-e most of the times.(I love the tagline of Wall-e After 700 years of doing what he was built for - he'll discover what he's meant for.)

one of my sketch

   I don't know if all this make sense to many of you folks but this is what goes on in my mind whenever I hear the word “WEIRD”. I live in my own world. The colorful world, I fall down, I sing, I dance and I appreciate even small and minute arts in all things. I am sure you can see the world with a different lens if you want you can borrow my red glasses and try to see world differently.

And I remember what Word of God says:

Though the fig tree does not bud

   and there are no grapes on the vines,

though the olive crop fails

   and the fields produce no food,

though there are no sheep in the pen

   and no cattle in the stalls,

yet I will rejoice in the Lord,

   I will be joyful in God my Savior.

The Sovereign Lord is my strength;

   he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,

   he enables me to tread on the heights. Habakkuk 3:17-19

Picture of life

                  

If I ask you how you picture life, what image would come to your mind? - Monika Singh

A facebook quote by friend and it made me thinking. So I was really challenged to give an answer. My answer was instant that “I don't know but surely its work in progress”.

But then on later wondering what I really picture it. Thing about my picture I know surely about few things that it is a colorful one. I still stand on my first thought that the picture is incomplete and work is still in progress. But the colors I am sure about so far are Black, Red and White.

So we will see what these colors represent in my life. Black is in my past and present. Black represents Sin, transgressions, darkness; where I was lost and unsure about anything and everything. It’s my past where I was lonely, scared, and hopeless where everything was mere meaningless for me. “Vanity of vanities”. A dungeon like a black hole where I thought my destination and only comfort will be death. It was a place where right and wrong didn’t matter at all. Morality was an illusion for me.

After that comes the color Red. It’s my favorite color, I don't know particular reason but I just love it and I am telling in advance and now I will tell the importance in my life. This color reminds me of Blood. Blood is one the most vital part of our body. In fact the bible refers it to as currency of life or value of life {paraphrased in my words} (Leviticus 17:11). It reminds of the blood which was shed by Jesus on the cross for our sins; the sacrifice of the blameless Lamb of God. Who was nailed on the cross, crucified for you and me. And as Isaiah 53:5 describes

“But he was pierced for our transgressions,

He was crushed for our iniquities;

the punishment that brought us peace was on him,

and by his wounds we are healed.”

I am renewed because of his blood. I am cleansed by it. Or in other words as Apostle Peter said in Peter 2:18-19

“For you know that it was not with perishable things such as silver or gold that you were redeemed from the empty way of life handed down to you from your ancestors, but with the precious blood of Christ, a lamb without blemish or defect.”

And as we all know that there is no Atonement without blood (without the shedding of blood there is no forgiveness) Hebrews 9:22. So no one comes to God (Father) except through Jesus. It was Jesus who took the wrath of God on himself and made us Holy and rose from death and gave us his Holy Spirit so that we can access God through Him. And our sins were forgiven we were cleansed by his blood. As it is written in 1 John 1:7

“But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin.”

    After that comes my final color White. I continue from where I left I was black in sin now cleansed by the blood and now pure and acceptable to God. As it is written in Isaiah 1:18

“Come now, let us settle the matter,”

says the Lord.

“Though your sins are like scarlet,

they shall be as white as snow;

though they are red as crimson,

they shall be like wool.”

So we are cleansed and made white. Now we are Holy because of Jesus. Accepted to Lord as we wear the coat of Righteousness through Jesus as it is written in 2 Corinthians 5:21

“God made him who had no sin to be sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.”

White reminds me of purity and holiness that I got from God through Jesus because of which I have that relationship with Him. I love you God for giving this colors in my life and making the picture colorful for me. I am sure there are many colors which God painted, still painting and will paint. But these are my favorite colors so far with my limited understanding.