Being vivid is not my forté. I’m not intentional about standing out, sticking out as someone memorable. I remember being overwhelmed at my birthday party the year I turned 10. Suddenly this “nobody” (based on the treatment of my peers) had all the attention on her and it was beyond strange and uncomfortable. I didn’t want too many parties after that one.
Yet, as I look around, I see lots of vividness. Attitudes and mentalities. False beliefs proclaimed with such a boldness. Wrong choices being made and encouraged of others. That’s vivid–the harsh reality to which society tends to place their standards.
The contrast to that is the vivid lives of those who choose to rise above. Those who go above and beyond a typical job description. Not because it’s going to get them up the next rung of the ladder. But because it’s the right thing to do.
God is very vivid. His Word is filled with meticulous details about everything, right down to knowing how many hairs are currently on my head now and how many will be there tomorrow after my girls play hairstylist with me. The things He does in my life are vivid (they certainly aren’t dull).
