Shoot like a Girl | Privilege


Day 51: In my neighborhood.

I stood in my quiet suburban neighborhood and looked down at the patch of wildflowers at my feet. Country fields and roadside valleys are filling now with Bluebonnets, Indian Paintbrush, Evening Primrose, and Verbena. Legend in Texas has it that I can pluck every color but blue. Blue is privileged. Blue is protected. Even though blue is every bit as much of a weed as the rest of the color growing around it, it’s held in higher regard.


The red is lovely. The green has its own delight. The yellow is breathtaking. But blue is deemed worthy.

I am blue.

I was born blue. And even though as a child I wanted to be any color but blue because every other color I saw had more love and had more life than blue, I was born blue. 

I am still blue. Though I may have been stepped on and my petals ripped, though I may have wondered if there would ever be a field for growing or water for nourishing, I am still blue.

I will die blue. As much as I attempt to hide my own hue or become a rainbow of color so that no one really sees me, I will die blue.

Even though I understand my worth as no greater or less than any other color – even if I see us all as fortunate weeds that are blessed with beauty – I am yet blue.

And in that moment, my prayer becomes this –that my presence may help and not harm, complement rather than compete, that the privilege of my blue might become a protection for the rest of the garden, that the honor given this one weed may be used to honor others.

Or else there is no beauty in blue.

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About Ronne Rock

LIFE. LOVE. LEADERSHIP. AND A LITTLE #KITCHENTHERAPY. Ronne Rock’s heart finds its strongest beat where beauty and pain collide – because hope always finds us in the shattered places. There’s more than 30 years of marketing and communications experience in her bones, and she finds great joy in sharing leadership wisdom as a regular contributor to Orange Leaders and QARA. But more often than not these days, she's with the vulnerable in difficult places around the world, gathering stories that change stories. Find Ronne's words in "For You, Love" the prayer journal that invites you to respond, and in Everbloom, a collection of stories from the Redbud Writers Guild. She is currently writing, "Building Eden: Principles of a Grace-Filled Leadership that Restores and Redeems."   Ronne is represented by Karen Neumair at Credo Communications.

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10 thoughts on “Shoot like a Girl | Privilege”

  1. Ronne,
    A friend of mine was sharing with me a thought a few months ago. He asked me “why is the sky blue?” and I had never wondered that before. He proceeded to share with me that blue reminds him of being welcomed, and that maybe the sky was created a steady blue with hints of other colors woven in an out, but sure blue because God wanted to communicate to us that we are welcomed. your beautiful expression here reminded me of his thoughts of blue skies. you are lovely. thank you for being you.

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