Reconciliation, mothers and their daughters

Reconciliation, mothers and their daughters

You're the Word of God the Father [Across the lands] by Stuart Townend

CALL TO WORSHIP ·  JESUS

COLOSSIANS 1: 16-17 ·  EPHESIANS 4: 8 ·  HEBREWS 7: 25 ·  JOHN 1: 1 ·  LUKE 19: 10 ·  LUKE 8: 24 ·  LUKE 9: 16 ·  PSALM 96: 11 ·  REVELATIONS 7: 9

Lyrics

You’re the Word of God the Father,

From before the world began;

Every star and every planet

Has been fashioned by Your hand.

All creation holds together

By the power of Your voice:

Let the skies declare Your glory,

Let the land and seas rejoice!


You’re the Author of creation,

You’re the Lord of every man;

And Your cry of love rings out

Across the lands.

Yet You left the gaze of angels,

Came to seek and save the lost,

And exchanged the joy of heaven

For the anguish of a cross.

With a prayer You fed the hungry,

With a word You stilled the sea.

Yet how silently You suffered

That the guilty may go free.


With a shout You rose victorious,

Wresting victory from the grave,

And ascended into heaven

Leading captives in Your wake.

Now You stand before the Father

Interceding for Your own.

From each tribe and tongue and nation

You are leading sinners home.

Source:https://www.stuarttownend.co.uk/song/across-the-lands/


So the drawings throughout this essay are actually the fruit of reconciliation that God has worked out in me only for me to notice it in the last few days.

I did not want to draw European people for the longest time. In many ways I felt like Europe was swallowing me up. When my father was weakened by cancer I sat outside of my dormitory room in despair. An image came to me of a great white female beast. It swallowed me whole and I lay dissolving slowly in its stomach acid. Another time, maybe earlier, maybe later I dreamed a dream, where I was moving forward towards a platform or a pillar, with a female gargoyle on top. In the dream the frightening creature unveiled itself to me to my horror by opening its large wings that it used to cover itself with. Though in the dream I saw something resembling a young woman, naked, all marble and white, I woke up fearful with the thought "what great evil, that was my mother".

Earlier, much earlier my mother amusedly said to me after one of our many silent ceasefires, "mothers and their daughters". That sentence alone made me high because it was her way of acknowledging her love towards me. I have never heard her say the word love to me or to any other family member. The whole concept seemed to be awkward to her.

But I did not know that many daughters from the time they reach early womanhood are on a collision course against the womanhood presented to them by their mothers and grandmothers. In movies you see sons going on adventures to become men, but daughters often stay friends with and close to their mothers, so it can be difficult to detect the journey to womanhood in them. But one crucial aspect of that journey is the rejection of their mothers’ womanhood in order to establish and later accept their own. I noticed something in my friends and the daughters around me. No matter the generation, 15year old daughters, 23 year old daughters, 35 year old daughters, 50 year old daughters, the same scenario played out in their lives, they would confide in me and the world "I'm not like my mother, I am stronger, more ambitious, not oppressed, I'm freer, I'm going to go further, I will never settle like she did". 

And by now I am starting to realize that those of us who reach a point of reconciliation with the womanhood of our mothers and have mercy on their limitations, their controlling behavior, their dominance, their weaknesses, are those of us who can show compassion at the many ways they failed us in the ways of womanhood.

Today, as the Holy Spirit speaks to me about it, He shows me that those daughters who seem so unsettled to me with their warring, contentions, silently despising the sacrifices or lack thereof of their mothers, are the women in my life whose fullness as individuals seem most stunted. They look to me like petulant women children who wobbly move along in life, never at ease with their areas of responsibility in the home, at their jobs, in their marriages because inside a battle is still going on, long after they have moved out of their parents’ houses.

Now I truly appreciate the freedom and peace God gives me and the insight and understanding. It did not occur to me, but it is true I think that some of the things I did as a way of preserving my own identity in order to establish a healthy understanding of me being a brown foreigner in a white Europe, looked to my mother as a rejection of her. I think that's what the Holy Spirit is communicating to me because thoughts upon thoughts in a manner I'm not used to think about keep coming to me. My mother, reconciliation and womanhood, some come more like inquiries, some more as explanations and some more as truth.

When I began drawing again, after giving my life to God, long after making a vow to Him while I was an unbeliever that I would dedicate my drawing and painting skills to Him if He restored them to me, I contended with God. At that point of that vow my dad's death was fresh in memory and I was debilitated by sickness. Later, much later I began drawing again, and looking back I know that I contended with God though I didn’t know it at that time. It was fall 2017, I had joined a life group in church, a year before joining that in November 2016 I had drawn and painted the watercolor of a mother holding a child at the prompting and guidance of the Holy Spirit. I also did not know that because nobody had told me that He was real, but I did notice that the concept of the drawing came to me in an unusual way. A strong urging and sort of a wind in my back made me do the references, draw, paint and finish the whole thing in a week. Normally a feat like that can take me up to a year. Even right now I’m working on things that are over a year old, and I’m only on the first layer of painting. So I knew that that was a supernatural sign from God, I just assumed it was a license to draw whatever I felt like drawing. 

So there I was in 2017, explaining to my life group that God was working behind the scenes in my life on this talent, because I could tell He was deliberate in shutting it off when I did not heed His direction. These were the early days of faith, when every 3-4 months He had to correct me from this false teaching, or that inherent error in my understanding or use a sister to call me back to the assembling of the brethren. I did not use the exact words “shut off”, but we had watched some episode of Michael Todd’s sermon series on psalm 1 and the series about a seed buried under tons of heavy dirt. Our life group leader posed the question "what is God doing behind the scenes?".

I remember at my answer she looked at me with fear in her eyes, and up to a few days ago I never understood that fear. At that point in time I was weak, miserable, grieving a life turned upside down, recently saved and very very sensitive to being offended by other believers. But now I better understand what she saw that made her fear. The others in the life group saw and treated me more or less like I felt I appeared in the flesh, one of those sad, sad, defeated and aimless Christians. But a few days ago when God raised that question to me, — What did she and some of the people who in the early days had apprehension in their eyes see when they looked at you? Surely they did not see your flesh? You are a people pleaser and hyper alert to other people's perception of you and you used to shape yourself to be harmless, likable and bendable. 

I thought about it for a while and couldn't answer, but did acknowledge to Him that at my recent jobs I did notice that people noticed and reacted to the light of Christ within me. It was as if they could sense God's presence and demons urged them to harass and persecute me, while at the same time they sought comfort and a listening ear from me. The whole ordeal puzzled me. Or other times they would have firm, firm preconceived notions about me that I ought to be a saint, a perfect woman without blemish or moral failures. They would then be extremely surprised and loudly express it when I admitted to and owned my moral failures and limitations as a woman. I mean I have eyes, my flesh is as their flesh, I lose my temper, and I get so, so fearful. I'm not always the brightest light bulb, and I have an easy time falling in line, adhering to rules and other people's leadership, because I like clear directives and orders if I put in a place to carry out other people’s desires. 

But the Holy Spirit showed me, or rather gave me insight about what that life group leader saw. She saw the light of God's hands working in my life, and she could perceive from what she saw and heard from me that God was bringing about a new creation and though disobeying I was freely surrendering to His working in me. The sharp brightness about that process and my carnal contention and the consequences of God shutting off skills to teach me to lust after spiritual things, that frightened her. Right now I can only wonder if her fear was a reflection of her standing with God, because I think I explained to the women in that group how I felt this tremendous dread and fear unlike anything I had ever experienced in my life. I outright shook from fright when I took my pencil to paper, wanting to do my thing.  while I had a weak feeling somewhere that someone told me "put that pencil down, until you agree to my terms of surrender". 

Luke 14:28-33 comes to my mind:

For which of you, intending to build a tower, does not sit down first and count the cost, whether he has enough to finish it— lest, after he has laid the foundation, and is not able to finish, all who see it begin to mock him, saying, ‘This man began to build and was not able to finish’? Or what king, going to make war against another king, does not sit down first and consider whether he is able with ten thousand to meet him who comes against him with twenty thousand? Or else, while the other is still a great way off, he sends a delegation and asks conditions of peace. So likewise, whoever of you does not forsake all that he has cannot be My disciple.

I don't know who you are, who is reading this, but God led you here for a reason. Don't fool yourself to believe in coincidences in this life. 

Please listen and consider your ways and and lay down your weapons of rebellion, you're no match for God and the devil lost at the cross. He is a defeated foe who has spent 2000+ years trying to deceive the world to deny Jesus Christ’s perfect, complete and eternal victory at the cross. Eternal condemnation is hard to imagine as a finite mortal being, but in the face of an eternal, just God what will your strife produce? It is not worth it, you are risking your eternity for temporary trinkets. Please lay down your weapons, Jesus Christ has given you the terms of conditions of peace, ask Him sincerely to confirm if His word is true and dare to believe that He will get back to you in a way you will understand. 

Romans 10:8-13:

But what does it say? “The word is near you, in your mouth and in your heart” (that is, the word of faith which we preach): that if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. For with the heart one believes unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. For the Scripture says, “Whoever believes on Him will not be put to shame.” For there is no distinction between Jew and Greek, for the same Lord over all is rich to all who call upon Him. For “whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved.”

Matthew 4:17:

From that time Jesus began to preach and to say, “Repent, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand.”

John 3:14-21:

And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life. For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.

“He who believes in Him is not condemned; but he who does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God. And this is the condemnation, that the light has come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil. For everyone practicing evil hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his deeds should be exposed. But he who does the truth comes to the light, that his deeds may be clearly seen, that they have been done in God.”

Acts 3:19-21:

Repent therefore and be converted, that your sins may be blotted out, so that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord, and that He may send Jesus Christ, who was preached to you before, whom heaven must receive until the times of restoration of all things, which God has spoken by the mouth of all His holy prophets since the world began. 

It is time for you to choose, this is the time of grace and you have been invited to enter the kingdom of God, and the way in, the door is His son Jesus Christ, Yeshua the Messiah. He is the only person who will die for you and take your punishment on Himself and in turn give you peace, reconciliation, eternal life and cover you in His righteousness so that you may come into the presence of God without fear of His just wrath and judgment against sin and iniquity. Choose life. Don't be like the hypocrites who hate God all their lives, blaspheme the name of Jesus Christ and laugh at the foolishness of the cross. At their death they want to get a burial in a church and have pastors and family members who are equally in rebellion to gather and proclaim "this person is in that nice place, in Gan Eden, Paradeiso, together with that God whom they despised during their lifetime, we believe so amen.” Hypocrites, why should that be so? If you hate someone with every fiber of your being, and Romans 8:7-8 says:

For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit, the things of the Spirit. For to be carnally minded is death, but to be spiritually minded is life and peace. Because the carnal mind is enmity against God; for it is not subject to the law of God, nor indeed can be. So then, those who are in the flesh cannot please God. 

If you hate someone with every fiber of your being, despise Him, think He is too holy, or that He is a liar, if you hate His 10 moral laws that He has given you an inbuilt knowledge of together with every other human being on the earth, why would you want to go to be with Him in eternity? Because you can see that it is a miracle that every human no matter how big or small has a sense of justice that for some reason lines up with other humans no matter what? As humans we disagree about everything, but try justify lying, stealing or murder in any culture at any point in time and see the firm and quick retribution by flawed human judges. I mean it is a law in every group and every country that it is illegal for a private person to carry out judgment, but they have to drag you to court, because otherwise there would be dead bodies for all the lying and stealing that people think their neighbors and loved ones commit against them. How come we have not evolved out of lying and stealing if it is ok, I say that to counter that old appendage “everybody tells lies, everybody steals”. You who don't want to be with God, you who have made your choice clear to Him by how you live life, He accepts your choice. As a just judge He will allow you to go to that place where He is not so you can be free of Him for all eternity. He is peace, health, joy, righteousness, blessing, order, good, light, love. What is the place that is opposite of that? 

Hell. The lake of fire.

A place of pain, His wrath, unbearable fire, unbearable thirst, torture and going by the words of Jesus, He made your spirit out of everlasting material. Hell was not made for humans but the devil and those angels who chose to rebel with him, and after the fall it also became the destination for every human who chose rebellion. It seems from scriptures that everybody who goes there will be very conscious about the state of their being, eternally.

Matthew 25:41:

“Then He will also say to those on the left hand, ‘Depart from Me, you cursed, into the everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels."

Mark 9:43-48:

If your hand causes you to sin, cut it off. It is better for you to enter into life maimed, rather than having two hands, to go to hell, into the fire that shall never be quenched— where

‘Their worm does not die

And the fire is not quenched.’

And if your foot causes you to sin, cut it off. It is better for you to enter life lame, rather than having two feet, to be cast into hell, into the fire that shall never be quenched— where

‘Their worm does not die

And the fire is not quenched.’

And if your eye causes you to sin, pluck it out. It is better for you to enter the kingdom of God with one eye, rather than having two eyes, to be cast into hell fire— where

‘Their worm does not die

And the fire is not quenched.’

Consider His offer, the Father's free gift of salvation to you in Christ Jesus His son, secured to you and the world by way of the cross. He did it out of love and out of love He calls you today. Now is your time of salvation. If a human judge must be just to those who break the laws of their respective society at that point in time, then how much more just must the judge of the whole earth be to those who break the eternal laws that He has given all of us knowledge of in our heart, our conscience bearing witness of the truth?

Come, repent and believe that God, on the cross provided a perfect salvation for you: atonement for past present and future sins eternally, redemption from the hand of the enemy and reconciliation to God the Father for you in His son Christ Jesus, who took on the punishment you fully deserve. Believe in your heart that the salvation on the cross is perfect, complete and that Jesus in righteousness was raised by God the Father by His Holy spirit on the third day, thereby giving you assurance that He will do the same for you as long as you receive His grace through faith in Christ Jesus. Enter into the kingdom of the Son whom the Father loves, and taste and see the goodness of God:

Romans 14:17-18:

For the kingdom of God is not eating and drinking, but righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit. For he who serves Christ in these things is acceptable to God and approved by men.

Those who sow in weeping

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When the Lord brought back the captivity of Zion,
We were like those who dream.
Then our mouth was filled with laughter,
And our tongue with singing.
Then they said among the nations,
“The Lord has done great things for them.”
The Lord has done great things for us,
And we are glad.

Bring back our captivity, O Lord,
As the streams in the South.

Those who sow in tears
Shall reap in joy.
He who continually goes forth weeping,
Bearing seed for sowing,
Shall doubtless come again with rejoicing,
Bringing his sheaves with him.

Ps. 126

I stumbled emotionally today, and as it often is I have no clue what I stumbled over. This is how I am howling inside for a while until it is over. Today I felt prodded to paint and express it out. Usually a quick drawing is enough and I can get on with my day just like that. But today it felt like it had to be a painting. It is times like this that I wonder what God makes of it all, really. As I was painting this scripture played again and again in my heart “ those who sow in weeping” so when I finished painting I figured I’d read the scripture. And it made me so relieved, because even in weeping as long as I’m willing to sow seed, God will give a reward. See that is grace, even for the weak and foolish people of this world. Unmerited. Unearned. Undeserved. For free.

So I am comforted here. Even, so come Lord Jesus.

This, the power of the cross

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also abounds through Christ."

- 2 Cor. 1:3-5

So God is comforting me on day two about some body of Christ hurt that really tore up in some old bitterness.

I didn't know He was comforting me until I realized that I was listening to four Stuart Townsend songs in a row that all deeply touched me. So this is not a dig at the singer songwriter, but more a revealing of my character. I take in impressions alit, and digest them for...days, years. Out of that digestion comes some pretty useful creative fodder, but overall it means I have a small capacity to take in and react to immediate happenings around me. So visual overload is something most people can relate to, but for me it is anything overload. There are books I have I know I can't mentally, emotionally take in at this or that time. There are walks I can't go on, there is laundry I can't do, there are conversations I can't have and so on. Like the wind changes and you know that rain is coming, I can feel something change inside and know that I have a little window of time where I can do a specific thing (walk, shop, look at stuff, talk, listen, clean) but I better grab that time slot quick.

With music it means I can like an artist like Stuart Townsend, really know that his songs like "It is well with my soul", "You put a hunger in my heart", "In Christ alone", "How deep the Father's love for us", "My first love", "Please let me stay", "Your love", "I'm coming to see the cross again" will get me to worship and praise in the Spirit. His songs are packed with biblical understand and scriptures are simmering through the verses and it just feeds my spirit and builds me up and just edifies like good worship music should, and best of all it makes my eyes stay on Jesus Christ the Son of God who was slain for the sin of the world.

And I can like Stuart Townsend enough to add a lot of his songs to my Spotify playlist, yet to be listened to. Yet to be because I'm waiting for that change inside that lets me know that the time slot to take in some more is there! But yesterday I was so deeply hurt in the spirit and so bitter and venting out my bitterness at God because of the harshness and hostility even people who genuinely love Him and His word lash out against those who disagree with them scripturally. And I was so bitter because I could see that the scriptures they were citing from in order to address some questionable doctrines of some modern Church trends, they happily skipped large sections of those same scriptures.

It just got into me so bad, is like reaction and counteraction all the way to the opposite ditch of the road. Since when is it more desirable to crash deep into a ditch over getting on the road and enjoy that nice feeling of pavement.

But yeah when I reached the third song in a row I did wonder how it was I was suddenly able to take in and digest and like three news songs in a row. That is a lot of impressions for someone who knows that their capacity to take in impressions new and old, familiar and unfamiliar is small, and largely dependent upon timing.

Then when I reached the fourth song I got it. I listened to it four or five times before the lyrics properly registered, but by the I got what the Lord was doings. My mind was on Jesus Christ, my mind was on God the Father and I felt so light inside. He changed my perspective. Yes a headache was splitting my scull from the pressure of the tears, but so His peace and consolation gentle and firmly encircled me.

This really is the power of the cross. To save a dinner like me. To heal, to atone, to redeem, that was what our God did for us.

Oh, to see the dawn [The power of the cross] by Stuart Townend
COLOSSIANS 1: 18 · CORINTHIANS (2) 5: 21 · ISAIAH 53: 5 · ISAIAH 55: 11-12 · JOHN 19: 30 · LUKE 24: 7 · MATTHEW 27: 45 · MATTHEW 27: 51-52

Oh, to see the dawn
Of the darkest day:
Christ on the road to Calvary.
Tried by sinful men,
Torn and beaten, then
Nailed to a cross of wood.

This, the power of the cross:
Christ became sin for us,
Took the blame, bore the wrath:
We stand forgiven at the cross.

Oh, to see the pain
Written on Your face
Bearing the awesome weight of sin;
Every bitter thought,
Every evil deed
Crowning Your bloodstained brow.

Now the daylight flees,
Now the ground beneath
Quakes as its Maker bows His head.
Curtain torn in two,
Dead are raised to life;
‘Finished!’ the victory cry.

Oh, to see my name
Written in the wounds,
For through Your suffering I am free.
Death is crushed to death,
Life is mine to live,
Won through Your selfless love.

This, the power of the cross:
Son of God, slain for us.
What a love! What a cost!
We stand forgiven at the cross.

(Source: https://www.stuarttownend.co.uk/song/the-power-of-the-cross/)

As for the gouache pieces? I am not one of those who feel all crazy about the properties of gouache. No I don't feel it blends smoothly. I remember cheap acrylic paint blend better than the high end tubes of gouache that I have (Schminke, Holbein, W&N). No I don't swoon over the matte finish. No I most certainly don't feel that the pigments themselves have a creamy feel. I think all that depends on what background in art supplies you come from.

I come from watercolor, and nothing beats putting down some color, only to quickly clean the brush and with a damp brush smoothen out the color. It is such a pleasant sensation that stands unparalleled in my experience with art materials.

The bio feedback from that is unbeatable. And I have had rock hard, student grade Cotmans, and I have rock hard Daniel Smith's on my palette, and the middle of the road W&N. But mainly I have soft, creamy, smooth honey based Sennelier. That 3 years later still are soft in the pans I've poured them into. Maybe M. Graham gouache would give me that creamy, smooth experience, since they also know a thing and two about soft honey like texture.

Anyways what is the solution to hurt in the body of Christ? Forgive the offense, that you yourself may be forgiven. Love mercy, because God has shown you mercy. Walk in love because He loved you enough to send His only begotten Son to become sin for you. Accept that we are not alike, and that a rope is one unit made up of many many tiny individuals strands. Unity, one accord and in harmony is something that requires we humble ourselves. Even if the others won't let us start first, and God will do the rest. Jesus is building His church and we are living stones being built into a house in the Spirit. And if it was a non salvific, issue, and not heretic, ground yourself in the word to whatever issue that upset you, and go back and have fellowship with that person. There is only one way to learn love, endurance and mercy. That is by loving, enduring and shoving mercy.


With wrong minds they went for the strong kinds

They will kill you when you're young, while your story is still unsung.

They will kill you when you're old, because you are not weary but still bold.

They will kill you for not fitting the mold, because you refuse to put your life on hold.

They will kill you for being truthful and eager, since they see you are not a false light seeker.

They will kill you for raising your Eben-ezer, angered that you're a devout Jesus Christ pleaser.

They will kill you if you limp and stumble in your gait, baffled that you let no man tell you to wait.

They will kill you in the womb with tools silver and cold, your mother's choice trumps your life is what she is told.

And at the scaffolding you will all say: you of unrighteous and wrong minds are executing humanity's strongest kinds.

-EMH.

This poem came to me first in 2016 I would like to think. Maybe a few years earlier than that, maybe a few years later. I don’t remember because I wrote it, felt like it evocated too much of the Spirit of that german poem “First they came” by a lutheran pastor. First they came for the “___” and I didn’t say anything etc etc. Finally they came for me and there was no one left to say anything.

My poem was a bit more revolutionary, more focused on the antifa against the establishment. But as it wrote itself out of me, I noticed to my dismay that the poem refused to be anything but a list of people groups I have gleaned from history, that always get thrown under the bus. The dermed unwanted, unworthy and unusable for the pristine ideal society.

So I threw it out. Didn't want to spend brain power and creativity muscles on something that went against my ethos at that time.

But it came back a few years later. Maybe 2 years later? I’m not sure. Because I look back and I know back then I could remember it word for word, wrote it out and….threw it away. I had come to faith in Jesus Christ, my old world views and ethos left me at a bottom of a ditch and I wanted nothing to do with them or notions of changing the world with my own strength. Or any hunan's strength.

Then it came to me maybe 1 year ago? Or further back. This time more as an echo, I could remember the rythm sort of, but as I tried to write it out I was frustrated that I could feel the remembrance of what once was but was unable to recall word for word. So I had to write afresh and I didn’t want to do it.

This time, a few months ago it came to me again, and this time I get it, it is one of those recurring things that interests me at a deeply intimate level, and it will return until I capture it and “create” it outside of my mind in a way that satisfy me.

It’s why I throw my drawings and paintings out all the time when they have served me well. If the idea or concepts is good, I know it will come back to me again, if it was bad, so much the better I discarded it.

I didn’t know that my brain could work the same way when it comes to writing, but I guess poems and rhymes do resemble an illustration in a way.

Fools and blind! The unjust judge and God's comparison 5/5

I talk about fools, foolishness and lacking understanding in God's eyes, but not in man's eyes. I talk about walking with God and why salvation is the better deal all in all. I also talk about color choice for lighter skin tones.

Fools and blind! The unjust judge and God's comparison 4/5

I talk about fools, foolishness and lacking understanding in God's eyes, but not in man's eyes. I talk about walking with God and why salvation is the better deal all in all. I also talk about color choice for lighter skin tones.

Fools and blind! The unjust judge and God's comparison 3/5

I talk about fools, foolishness and lacking understanding in God's eyes, but not in man's eyes. I talk about walking with God and why salvation is the better deal all in all. I also talk about color choice for lighter skin tones.