These lily pads are so vividly green that I find myself wanting to praise God for green. I feel silly and childish, and yet I think, "Why not praise God for a colour? Does He not delight to hear our praise of thansksgiving for the simplest of things? Does it not please Him?"
At the same time I realise how little my heart is filled with gratitude. More often it is filled with the heaviness of complaints, burdens, worries and criticism. How did this happen? When did I become so weighed down with the cares of this world?
I want to change. I don't want to just be thankful for the colour green, but for the whole rainbow of colours. I want to find vivid hues of beauty in every day, sing a song of thanksgiving rather than complaining, and let that praise refocus my eyes on the One Who Provides All Things... including the colour green.