When Noah's ark was high and dry, there came a rainbow in the sky and Noah heard a voice divine: 'I am your God and you are mine.' This God who always faithful stays has given colour to our days. The shade with which the year begins is purple: for the people's sins. On Christmas day we see the light, -the colour of the feast is white- and when the Kings have left the scene, our life runs into days of green. With purple we return in Lent to mourn for Jesus, emptied, spent. 'But sorrow is not meant to stay!' proclaims the white of Easter day! As red as flames of Pentecost, so is the blood the martyrs lost. Then, till the hopeful Advent sound, we make with green the circle round. The people of the church are led through purple, white and green and red, from fasting days to peaks of feast, from dark of death to life in Christ.