I've never really given much thought to the beauty of the traffic signal's simplicity; the primary colors used as indices to stop, go or be careful. I couldn't begin to calculate the number of intersections I've navigated with nary and nod to a signal's existence. My autonomic system responds on queue (unless, that is, a rare outbreak of disobedience overtakes me). Come to think of it, I'm often not even aware of the mumbling under my breath when said signal, or other drivers disobeying it aggravates me.
With such a clever tutor at my disposal, I confess to my love of life's green ~ the yes. With it I'm allowed to move forward unimpeded; since I'm given to decisiveness, the momentum suits me just fine. Green's also my favorite color!
Except for bananas and daffodils, I'm not particularly fond of yellow. In the context of the traffic signal, yellow is the color of caution or hazard ~ the whoa. That always feels somewhat ambivalent to me. "What to do? Do I have time to slow to a stop or must I slam on my breaks?" "Shall I dash through the light and hope it doesn't turn red before I clear the intersection?" "Speed up or slow down?" It's the short-sighted part of me that thinks I can dispense with yellow.
Then there's red. I run hot and cold with it ~ the no. Besides being a shade that doesn't look particularly good on me, I often view it as an impediment. It slows me down or thwarts my trajectory. In the realm of interpersonal relationships, it's often a tough tangle of the tongue when I have to respond to something I cannot or choose not to do. Red just seems so ... so ... red.
So it is that I find myself musing on the simple analogy that parallels the way in which God guides and protects us. How often in the ancient texts do we read the words go, do not, or the cautionary beware? A bevy of bereavement is bypassed when I obey.
It's fairly safe to say I think I'm onto something this year. The simple things in life are so simple.
Be patient, then brothers and sisters,
until the Lord's coming. See how the
farmer waits for the land to yield its
valuable crop, patiently waiting for the
autumn and spring rains.
You, too, be patient and stand firm,
because the Lord's coming is near.
Above all, my brothers and sisters,
do not swear - not by heaven or by
earth or by anything else.
All you need to say is
a simple "Yes" or "No."
James 5:7-8, 12
But I tell you, do not swear an
oath at all: either by heaven,
for it is God's throne; or by the earth,
for it is His footstool; or by Jerusalem,
for it is the city of the Great King.
And do not swear by your own head,
for you cannot make even one hair
white or black.
All you need to say is
simply 'Yes' or 'No';
anything beyond this comes
from the evil one.