Stuck Inside of a Rainbow
I'm stuck friends! I am literally glued on the side of the color yellow with a sticky substance called FEAR! In the struggle of trying to PEEL myself free, I struggle feeling like I'm a piece of food in a spider's nest, wanting to stay there and just be still like a statue with hopes of not being notice. But my spirit is screaming at me to move! Move to the point that I'm shaking frantically inside, knees knocking, heart racing, and my stomach is doing flip flops while trying to regurgitate a mouthful of colors! But it won't come out. My brain is filled with a catalogue of different hues of blues, reds, purples and oranges that interchanges constantly with the pinks, yellows and greens. But the only thing that makes its way out are the whites, blacks and grays. Why can't the vibrant color that is moving inside of me, come out of my mouth?
I have spent, all of my life with hidden intentions. I have made it a mission on deciding that no one wants to hear what I feel because as my life would reflect, it didn't matter. The only thing that did matter was my action. My movement was all that anyone required. What I could do for them, what I could give them and what I could show them was all that anyone wanted to know. If I thought to speak, it would come out like mud that would make people frown and turn away. Silence was the best thing to do. That's how you keep friends right? That's how you keep people asking for your help, right? And then, when they got it, in silence, they walk away. And all you can do, is stand there with mouth open, no words.
When I said Yes to God's plans for me, I didn't know that the one thing, that was buried so deep under the layers of pleasing would be the core of my existence in my brand. I didn't just need to speak, I needed to speak in RAINBOWS! What? Yup, rainbows. I needed to learn how to tell, not just show. I needed to find a way to make the colors dance their way out of my mouth so it sounds like the joy, happiness and cheer that you feel when you see a rainbow glistening across the sky. I needed to not let the white, black and grays of hurt and hidden cries slide its way into the gutter.
It's critical for what I do. It's critical not to just show your brand in your style or on paper. It's critical to speak your brand. Speak life into the atmosphere with authority. Speak in rainbows, and watch for the pot of golden abundance to flood the gates and to blow open the message that needs to be heard. "God created you for a purpose. He gave you a special identity that will feed his sheep. He wants you to stand on the mountain top where people can see your light of colors and hear your voice speak rainbow. Peel of the yellow sticky glue and stick your notes on the BEST!".
"Your strength, God, is the king’s strength. Helped, he’s hollering Hosannas. You gave him exactly what he wanted; you didn’t hold back. You filled his arms with gifts; you gave him a right royal welcome. He wanted a good life; you gave it to him, and then made it a long life as a bonus. You lifted him high and bright as a cumulus cloud, then dressed him in rainbowcolors. You pile blessings on him; you make him glad when you smile. Is it any wonder the king loves God? that he’s sticking with the Best?" Psalm 21:1-7 Msg.
