Colors Poem by Crystal Tutson

So many people are caught up in the color of GOD.
Yeah, the one who led Moses and the Israelites out of bondage with a rod!
If He was a color, why wouldn't He be red?
This is the color that saved us from damnation; the blood that was shed.
If He was a color, why wouldn't He be black?
It represents sin, all that He removes from our heart to keep us on track.
If He was a color, why couldn't He be white?
Glowing in dark places and shining His marvelous light.
Let's try another color that our GOD could be,
How about purple for a King; representing royalty?
If GOD had to be a color, why couldn't He be orange?
He gives happiness and encourages you when life leaves you hanging on a hinge.
If GOD had to be a color, why couldn't he embody blue?
Since we only call on Him when we are sad and down or its something we need Him to do.
Whatever the color of GOD, Our Father, maybe,
His son's blood, crimson red, is what He sees when He looks at me!