Days of White

You know what this is… this is a blank screen… a sheet of boring white paper containing absolutely nothing. No words, no thoughts, no creativity, no color, no message.

Blank. Empty. Void.
Today I want to write, I want to create… but I have nothing.

Why is it some days are like this? Blank, empty, void of anything creative, moving, motivational… Lacking in depth, lacking in words, lacking in color, lacking in vibrancy.

And yet, I don’t actually think these exact days and seasons are actually lacking anything in their invisible layer of worth underneath. I think it’s days like this that are actually, in the long run, sometimes the most beneficial and the most necessary. The words and ideas and thoughts and colors might not be there today, but in the wake of their silence, they are still creating a foundation, a solid surface for all that creative chaos that is just around the corner.

It’s days and moments of white void that allow for us to more clearly see the days of vibrant color ahead. It’s quiet days of stagnant mind waves that help make way for the crashing waves of artistic expression later. It’s the mute days of mundane that lay the base in which the crazy can come to solidly plant their feet on in days, weeks, seasons yet to come. And it’s these days of “nothing” that allow you to more fully and more clearly reflect on all those days and moments of bold color that have already passed by and painted their lasting memories within our minds to draw and gaze upon in the museums of our minds.

I think sometimes we are so set on achieving and accomplishing and wanting to see the immediate fruit of our inner workings and creativity that we can find ourselves a little lost, a little hesitant, floundering perhaps a little in the lull, the low, the quiet within. For some reason we fear it’s actually a lack of something, and we don’t want to see it for the actual gift that it is.

Some days I’m actually grateful when my mind goes on vacation for a while. My life and my mind is filled with motion, filled with color, filled with chaos. There are days when all circuits are firing up there and I have a hard time harnessing and channeling all the thoughts and ideas and rabbit trails wanting to be chased after and caught. The words and thoughts and ideas bumping around in a grand explosion of color and force, desperately trying to distract me from the tasks and work and conversations immediately at hand needing to be completed. They entice, they distract, they suck me in, they envelope me with their power and prestige and promise and potency.

Enjoy the quiet, enjoy the days of the restful vacation of your mind. Sit back, make another cup of coffee, and simply enjoy the inner peace for the minutes and moments that it chooses to grace you with. You aren’t lost, you haven’t misplaced anything, you aren’t failing or even faltering. This is something I’ve come to realize is actually a gift, a get out of jail free card in the every day busy of the dice throwing, random card picking days of our every day life.

When our eyes open every day, we honestly don’t know what the day will all bring. We can have a dream, a plan for how we hope it will go - but every day is a new day, a different day than the day before. Every day is paving the day for tomorrow, for the future tomorrows.

Some days are filled with greatness, some days are filled with nothing great at all.

And yet, it’s all of the days of boring white that will someday boldly mix with all the days of amazing flash and color, creating for us an amazing canvas of majestic proportion on the overall artistic painting of our life’s story.

So, while today might seem boring and white inside, my curser just a quiet blinking little line on the very top of a very vast and white sheet of blank paper, I will trust my tomorrows will contain just the amount of color and richness that each day needs to to provide a palette mix of the most glorious bold hues in which God will continue to paint and create with for the most amazing life story inside and all around me.

Today I rest. I rest my mind, body, and soul. Today I celebrate the quiet white.

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