It has been a harsh winter in southern England. The children enjoyed the snow but for many of us the icy conditions and flooding have made life more complicated. Kate’s prompt GREEN is a timely reminder of the sap rising in the trees and the spears of daffodils thrusting through the soil.
Green is a colour that symbolises both life and death. In my garden pond excessive rain and ice have resulted in a vivid bloom of choking algae. This indicates rapid decay, an imbalance in the oxygen levels in the water, and the need for urgent action to protect our goldfish.
Green is also the colour of envy, rivalry, and ultimately cruelty. My current reading is Congo by David van Reybroek. This story shows how greed for slaves and ivory initially and then rubber, copper, gold and diamonds warped the opening up of the Congo to other nations, both east and west. In 2014 I flew over the northern Democratic Republic of Congo in a light aircraft, looking out at a symphony of greens, dark where the canopy interlaces shutting out light, vibrant where the winding water courses clog with weed, and pale where swamp grasses bind the wet mud. The verdant vegetation hides the struggles below.
As he dragged the cross along the road to Golgotha Jesus spoke a proverb over the women of Jerusalem, who wept for his pain and innocence. ‘For if people do these things when the leaf is green, what will they do when it is dry.’ perhaps referring to himself as the green tree and the cruelty of the authorities who had condemned him as dry wood. He rose from death, but Jerusalem was sacked, and the Temple destroyed by fire in 70AD.
I find it takes effort to keep my soul green with the fresh growth of the Holy Spirit, and free from the corrupting decay of envy and rivalry.
Written in response to the fiveminutefriday prompt GREEN. You can join the Blog link here.