I Color And It All Goes Away
And yet it’s inside my heart, inside my fingers.
I focus on coloring and it’s all so close.
I hold the marker and I color the page.
It’s all on the page and in my heart at the same time.
I feel connected to the universe.
It feels like the Universe has landed in my page. Like God is with me.
The Universe sits with me as I pray.
Life and hope are with the page I am coloring.
God moves because I move the marker.
I matter somehow.
I don’t understand, I don’t have to understand. It just is.
Somehow it matters that I pray while I color.
I color through the worry, through the news.
I color for wisdom and health for everyone.
I pray for the lonely and hopeless.
I pray for the unemployed.
I pray for those who are sick and those who are grieving.
The healthcare workers and the politicians.
The business owners and suppliers.
The employees and the managers.
I think about the parents and teachers and children.
I think about the janitors and volunteers.
I color and pray and keep adding more in my heart.
My heart is big. The Universe is bigger. God is the biggest.
I pray for you.
Please pray for me too.
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