Similar to Facebook, sharing pictures and writing a blog post, you get to decide your “true” colors to show off. You get to put your best foot forward, every single time. Creating the illusion that everything turns out perfect. Every single craft project or idea is smooth and effortless, exactly how you envisioned it.
On social media, I only shared a picture of two sweet little crocheted slippers. I did not show the first slipper with extra big loops, too big an opening on the bottom and the button sewn askew. The final picture makes me look like I knew what I was doing.
Earlier today, I was reading about Greek Easter. I was learning about their tradition of dyeing Easter eggs red. Tomorrow is Holy Thursday and most Greek households will be dyeing their Easter eggs red to represent the blood of Christ and rebirth.
Friends learn about each other. When a friend is sick, you learn everything you can about said illness and try to help them heal through knowledge and wellness.
When friends are of a different religion you read up on it and try and learn everything you can. You don’t necessarily want to switch your religious beliefs, you are just trying to be respectful of other lessons and customs. That’s how we polish our skills of tolerance. Friends aren’t ignorant about one another. Friends take the time to respect others choices, learn & celebrate with them.
While Mr. Right & I observe Holy week as Methodist followers, we are open-minded to learn about and learn from other denominations.
Last weekend, Palm Sunday, we spent some time at a Jewish Temple. Learning and experiencing the grace of a different religion.
As Methodists, we color our eggs with pastel colors. Soft pinks, pale greens, light yellow eggs show up so pretty in a basket of green Easter grass.
Today, to celebrate my friend and her family who happen to be Greek Orthodox, I decided to dye some Easter eggs red. I wanted to share a glorious blog post about the perfect red eggs. I wanted it to be reverent and holy. I wanted it to symbolize the blood Christ shed for all of us, no matter what our religious preference. Though some of our religious beliefs are different, we could still celebrate sameness.
Now, we have all used beets to dye eggs “red”. While beets do color the eggs, not quite the brilliant red I was searching for. The color is more of a 1970’s shade of mauve.
I didn’t want to drive to the store to purchase “special” red dye powder packets (created for Greek red Easter eggs) to get the red I wanted. Heck, I have red food dye in the cupboard. No, not the liquid cheap version. I spent the extra money and a few years ago, bought the “professional” kit with lots of intense gel colors. Yeah, that will work.
It did work, just not like I had hoped.
While the eggs are brilliant in color, it is not exactly the shade I was looking for.
I present to you my egg dying project for today.
At first, I was slightly disappointed. Not the reverent Holy red I was aiming to obtain.
Then a smile came over me. Like it was meant to be.
Not the brilliant red I was hoping to honor her and her religion with.
Not the soft pastel traditional egg color of my religion.
The most wonderful shade of friendship.
All our good parts mixed together.
Friends bring out the best colors in all of us. Somehow I just know, she will be tickled pink to celebrate what we have.
Here’s to the color of friendship!
ps. I typed this post with pink stained fingers. haha a symbol of true friendship!