Many years ago my mother gave me some orange pajamas for Christmas.
Did I hug her and thank her? Absolutely not. Instead I acted like a two-year old by bursting into tears and exclaiming, “I Hate Orange”.
What did she do? The perfect thing of course. She said, “Don’t worry about it, those pajamas can be exchanged”.
My mother was not only a gracious, highly intelligent woman, she was kind, mature and very wise.
She knew orange pajamas was not my real problem.
My real problem was something she could not fix. No, it was something I had to fix.
Fast forward 20 years and finally, the problem is fixed.
Today, I just love orange.
Go figure.
And now as luck would have it, I’m staying right next to an Orange Grove. (where I can pick fresh oranges, every day)
Every morning when I wake up and go outside the first thing I smell is Orange Blossoms. (heavenly, delightful)
And I love my life.
Naturally I have not abandoned my love of Red.
It’s just high time Orange got some attention.
Frankly, there are emotional reasons I did not like orange.
The reasons are secret, but telling secrets is an important bonding ritual.
So I’m spilling the beans……..
Once in my life, someone who was supposed to love me a whole lot, gave me a present, (clothing) and it was orange.
Well, they didn’t love me, they were playing games. But part of the game was to get me a present.
And little eyes were watching as I opened the present.
I didn’t burst into tears when I opened their present. I just said, “thank you”.
I saved my tears for my mother. Now why do we do that? Because it’s safe. That’s why I did it.
I sure do love my mother, and believe me, she sure has put up with a lot from me, and she loves me with all of her heart.
Sometimes we go through this same scenario with God.
We blame him without even realizing what we’re doing. When someone else is guilty, God gets the brunt of our grief, our anger, our unprocessed emotions.
But God is love and he lets us know the problem can be exchanged.
Isn’t it funny how the word exchange has the word Change in it.
Change takes courage.
Courage for me meant facing a truth far more frightening than color selection, and dealing with it.
Now that’s heavy.
You can do it though. We all can. That’s the beauty of being human.
Orange you glad you can change?
I can do all things through Christ, who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13
AFFIRMATIONS DIVINE 