Let’s go back to kindergarten when we sat in those little chairs. When our feet still dangled and in the middle of the table was a bucket. With all of our five-year-old wonder, we anxiously peered into that bucket and to our delight found lots and lots of crayons. Some were broken. Some majestic ones had never been used and were perfectly new. The potential of these crayons were endless in our hands. Naturally most of us would quickly reach into that bucket for the unaltered, never been touched, unexperienced new crayons. Those were the best, so we thought.
My favorite colors were pink and gray. I would frantically dig through that bucket to inevitably find a broken pink crayon way down at the bottom. When you’re a five-year-old girl, pink is not just YOUR favorite. Every other girl in class wanted to make their beautiful creation with that pink crayon also. However, the gray crayon, well, it was never difficult to find. It usually sat right on top just waiting to be picked yet rarely touched. Gray was full of potential but had little experience at actually making things beautiful. It was my accent color. It completed pink, it brought out pink’s vibrant color and potential. The two of them together would make incredible master pieces.
Let me speak to my pink crayon friends. Those that have a broken soul right now. Those that are full of life, love and potential but are hiding at the bottom of the bucket. Those whose life has peeled back your paper covering, tore it off and left you bare, naked, exposed in the bucket of life. The beautiful thing is, the Lord can and repeatedly does use broken crayons to build His Kingdom and love His people.
Just look at Saul/Paul, he killed believers but God chose him to change the future of the Church and to write the majority of the Bible. The reason we know about the accounts of Christ are primarily due to this one man’s journey with the Lord. Some 2,000 years ago he was a lost, broken crayon at the bottom of his bucket until the Savior of The World reached down and chose him to color with. He is a pink! If we had the privilege to sit next to him we would hear stories full of pain, deep history and perhaps emptiness. Until he got to that one day when there was a bright light and God spoke to him. Then we would hear about how God used all that pain to redeem him back into the picture that God has colored for him and how with what might have seemed like half a broken crayon, God performed miraculous signs and wonders.
To my gray crayon sisters, you have been lucky enough to get this far in life with little hurt. You stood at the corners of life, accenting those around you and watching your pink counterparts being used repeatedly. You worked to keep those pinks in the lines but you did not boldly meet pink in the middle. You have not revealed your full color to the world and you have lingered in the shadows of those brighter colors around you. Fear has kept you, my friends, from busting out of your pew/page to be used in a powerful way by your creator. Gray, you are stable and dependable. You are steadfast. Perhaps you have noticed that gray is the new popular color. You, my friends, have an opportunity in today’s world, right now, to make a difference.
I am a gray crayon. So I say go push yourself. You too have probably known God as long as you can remember and He has lovingly held your hand and led you around many mistakes and hard times in life. Now, He wants you to go for it! Love without borders, go outside your predetermined lines drawn by fear, be brave and risk for Jesus. Get over trying to be perfect and jump into the bottom of the bucket and lift those broken around you. Learn from them how to be vulnerable and together God will create a new masterpiece.
Those pink crayons may be dull and nubby but when a gray crayon sees their life lived to its fullest and how the creator has been able to use every little piece of that crayon to make amazing masterpieces, the gray crayon comes alongside and helps that pink to keep going, to color a new picture and gray helps pink to stay in the lines that God has designed. Pink may feel utterly used up and worn out but there is still pink in the crayon and until it is completely used up it has awesome potential. When gray and pink sharpen each other, beautiful and powerful things happen. The church is restored, the ends of the earth find Jesus, the sick are healed, the captives are freed and the tired and broken are built up.
But, regardless of your color, let’s dive to the bottom of the bucket, pick up a broken sister, wrap her up in God’s precious robe, get our sharpeners out to help her see her new point in life and then encourage her to leave her vibrant God-given colors all over this world.
What do you think? I have grown up as a gray but definitely I am going through a season of pink at the moment. What season of color are you in and how can you help those around you create their vibrant masterpieces for the Lord?