Are you a black and white person? One that sees it has to be one way or the other?
I’m not. Well, maybe I was at one time. However, the older I get and the more I learn of the world and people I see a whole lotta’ grey!
But what disturbs me is when the “whole lotta’ grey” becomes the norm!
Grey is not norm. It’s middle ground. It’s neither stark white nor deep dark black – it’s really a shade that says “I have no clue who I am so I’ll just hang out here at grey for awhile and let everyone else decide who I should be.”
The dictionary describes grey as:
1. an achromatic color of any lightness intermediate between the extremes of white and black
2. intermediate in character or position
3. a neutral color midway between white and black
WOW – pretty much a non-committal color!
Our world is becoming grey. Our children are becoming grey. I don’t know about you, but that scares me to death.
Where’s the vibrancy that says “this is who I am” or “this is what I stand for?”
As our world forces grey on us at every turn – please for the love of Pete resist. Pick a color and BE ONE! Quit settling for what the world says you should be or do or have.
Am I ranting? Not really. I’m just tired of the crazy of the world trying to invade my life. I’ve worked hard at not allowing “crazy” in and I try daily to help others out of “crazy.”
When did I quit seeing “grey?” The day I walked in to a strip club and spent time loving on the girls in there. Read the story HERE.
Walking into that club and seeing behind the scenes — you know, that part they don’t show you in Hollywood — ‘cuz IT’S TOO REAl, too true!
That was the day that the men’s strip movie about Mike came out and sickened me! That was the day that mommy porn made me want to throw up. That was the day it all changed!
Don’t think for a minute that I think I’m perfect. I struggle just like everyone else. My eyes want to see, my ears want to hear . . . but why should I perpetuate the craziness of a world of sex, lies, and porn? It’s all a lie . . . it’s all so “grey!”
Why am I not writing the full names of the movie and book? Because those that have filters on their computers will not be able to receive this writing! That ought to say something in and of itself.
Have I been made fun of for taking a stand? Yes.
Does it hurt? Yes.
Do I want to live a life of grey? NO, hmmmm heck NO!!! Standing up is liberating. Knowing who YOU are is freeing.
If you don’t think craziness and the nothingness of grey exists, come visit the club with me. Come see the fruit of what this color grey does to “real” people.
Dear friend, instead of being “fifty shades of . . ., ” pick a color and stand. Stand for something. And my prayer is that you’ll stand for something good, right, and TRUE!
What will you stand for?