When I am an old woman I shall wear PURPLE
With a RED HAT which doesn’t go and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens .
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear PURPLE!
I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it…. People think pleasing God is all God cares about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back.
The Color Purple, 1982
I am rapidly approaching the years when I really should be wearing purple with a red hat. And to be honest, it probably would suit me very well. I was born to be a carefree bundle of mischievousness! In fact, I have come to the conclusion that I have spent too many years living in a “congregation” of normal folk.
I worked every day at living and breathing and existing in what transpires for a “normal” existence. Since everybody defines normal a little differently, I guess what might constitute normal for me is not the same thing for everybody else out there! In reality, my normal was a very boring existence! I only saw my life in terms of how it related to, and fit in with, the lives of everybody else around me! I did not try to inspire others to be a bit more carefree or adventurous, because I had no idea how to be carefree or adventurous, myself!
I modeled my existence after the way I saw my parents and my grandparents live their lives. And while there is nothing wrong with living that way, I have to wonder at just what I might possibly have been missing by not picking flowers in other people’s gardens or walking around in the rain in my slippers! Now, today, I am forced to think about just exactly why we don’t try to discover our wild side a little more. After all, we probably all knew exactly that part of ourselves when we were teenagers, don’t you think? And don’t let me hear any of you say, “I am a Christian. I am above living vicariously!” Nonsense! Even people of faith need to let their hair down every now and then!
We live in a world and in a time where we have more choices than we possibly know what to do with! And sometimes changing up some of those things we have treated as absolutes for so very long, will open up for us a whole new world of possibilities! And while the Bible is pretty clear regarding what man’s purpose should be, especially in terms of keeping his commandments as well as honoring him with our lives and deeds, I can’t help but think that he would like us to accomplish this with not just a joyful heart, but with a song in out soul, as well! Is that not why we sing joyfully to him? We are told in Psalm 149:3 (NIV), Let them praise his name with dancing and make music to him with tambourine and harp.
I like to think that my God is a God who would smile down at me when I decide to walk barefoot in the grass singing at the top of my lungs in a purple dress with a red sun hat on my head. Somehow, I can just hear Him saying to me, “Way to go Mandy, my good and faithful servant! You are choosing to live your life praising me and all of my creations!” And do you want to know something else? I will never pass a field of flowers again without thinking about Him and thanking Him, and remembering all the blessings He is showering me with as He paints some of those flowers the most vivid colors of purple and red!
“Then David and all Israel played music before God with all their might, with singing, on harps, on stringed instruments, on tambourines, on cymbals, and with trumpets.”
1 Chronicles 13:8 NKJV
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