I’m not that good with colours. Remembering colours that is. Friends of me will laugh when I sometimes for instance try to describe a colour of a dress from my memory. I get it wrong very often. But maybe just a bit. I could describe it as yellow but then it is maybe slightly orange. In order to be able to do this better I need to describe it with words when I look at it. Then it is possible to later on describe it. But I would probably mess up in a line up. Again.

A common expression in Norway is to describe oneself as grey if you think of yourself as boring. Some might also describe somebody as a grey mouse if she doesn’t stand out from the masses. At first glimpse they might be right. But after many years of meeting ‘grey mice’ I can tell grey isn’t grey. The colour of grey would easily shift to yellow, green, pink and the rest of the palette. Other colours seem to almost emerge from the grey surface. Believe me I have just used some grey paint.

When God created the heavens and the earth he did not just create all kinds of creatures, plants and landscapes. He also set the light. The light is what really gets the colours out. If I’m feeling grey I should therefore let the correct light shine on me.

“God made two great lights—the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars. God set them in the vault of the sky to give light on the earth, to govern the day and the night, and to separate light from darkness. And God saw that it was good.”