THE LIGHT OF CHRIST

Being married to an artist and illustrator I realise just how important colour is to enriching our lives.  After the dark nights and grey days of winter what a joy and delight it is to see again the white snowdrops and the yellow daffodils.  On a lovely post-Christmas circular trip all around Tunisia - how delightful it was to see the blue of the Mediterranean after the aridity of the Sahara.
 
I wonder if you have ever noticed how the Bible in general and the New Testament in particular, is noticeably lacking in colour.  Outside the Book of Revelation there are only twenty seven words in the entire New Testament depicting colour.  White occurs eight times; purple - seven times; red and black - three times each and gold, green and scarlet - twice each.  The words brown, yellow and blue never receive a single mention...  It isn't until we reach the last book of the Bible that we have a great burst of colour - with the rainbow around God's throne.  But we must remember that St. John wrote his Revelation on the colourful Aegean island of Patmos rather than in the dusty old land of Palestine.
 
Why is there such a lack of colour in what is the most resplendent and vibrant book in the entire world?  Well, perhaps the people in Biblical times were not so colour conscious as we are today.  Perhaps they were far too busy just surviving in order to have much spare time to simply stop and stare.  Maybe the natural beauty of the landscape didn't impinge all that much for the land itself meant hard work - eking out a living from a scrubby hillside or a stony field.  If colour was noticed at all it was in precious stones or clothing - the High Priest's breastplate bedecked with colourful jewels and gem stones, the purple robe given to Jesus before the crucifixion and Joseph's famous "Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat".
 
Having been to the Holy Land many times in the 1990s I know that the fresh colours of the spring are soon burnt away by the fierce relentlessness of the sun.  How fortunate we are in this country to experience the colourful changes associated with the four seasons.  But in Palestine after a short lived spring there is no rich colourful summer or no golden autumn.  For months on end the landscape retains its uniform, sun-scorched hue.
 
Perhaps the main reason why there is so little mention of colour in the Bible is that the sheer brightness of the light itself scorches and drains the landscape of its natural colours.  Travelling down from Jerusalem to Jericho through the Judean wilderness is quite an amazing experience.  On the journey you certainly need the rayband sun glasses that I once saw being worn by one of the Bedouin nomads.  The light pervades all.  This brightness, rather than the colours of the spectrum is what is most noticeable - the brilliant radiance of the light itself and, in contrast, the deep, dark velvety shadow of night.
 
So from Genesis to Revelation the emphasis is placed upon the Light.  That same brilliant dazzling Light was seen by Moses on Mount Sinai and by Isaiah in the Temple.  It was witnessed in Jesus by Peter, James and John on the Mount of Transfiguration.  That same light blinded Saul as he travelled along the Damascus Road and was to transform his life completely.  The Light of God makes all things new and gives illumination to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, and guides our feet into the way of peace.
 
During Lent we have no flowers in church - the vestments are plain and the church is lacking in colour.  But come Easter Day a great transformation takes place and the church is full of floral decorations - the dominant colour of the flowers is yellow and the vestments are white and gold.  I always specially appreciate this annual contrast.  But I also love to light the Paschal Candle - a symbol of the presence of the Risen Lord with and in His Holy Church.  May the light of the Risen Christ illuminate your lives this Easter and always.
 
                                             With Paschal Blessings,
 
                                                      Father David