Let My Words

Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be acceptable in thy sight O Lord, my strength and my redeemer. Psalm 19:14

This is my resolve for the New Year and certainly my resolve for the rest of my days here in this earth. If my words can be pleasing  to God, I will know that I have learned to control my whole self. And wouldn't that be wonderful? Yet, I am like the disciple who found that he did things he wished he hadn't and he didn't do what he knew he should. We are so often our own worst enemies. 

Jesus said true things, many hard things, words that were filled with love, but still said what his friends and family, and everyone he had contact with needed most to hear. I want to be able to say what is true and also what helps others, what is kind and what inspires and what gives hope. I want to speak words that are positive and encouraging and words that will bless those around me.

Listen to Fernando sing this beautiful song.


My Words

Words I speak I can't unsay;
Deeds I do I can't erase
I pray that God will have success
In teaching me true godliness
I cringe to think that words I've spoken
Might leave a heart all bruised or broken
Train me, Lord—with bridle and bit
To only speak words truly fit
For your ears—words clean and strong
Words that bless you like a song.

What Color?

What man has written man may read; 

But God fills every root and seed 

With cryptic words, too strangely set

For mortals to decipher yet. 

CHARLES DALMON

What Color?

by Elece Hollis

Some colors we cannot define.

Here is blue. No red, maybe purple?

 There is gold of light and white 

Color bleeds through

Layers itself, bunches up

To make it's heart stronger,

Then shies back like
A young girl showing Daddy her new dress

November hydrangea

Tinged with wine and buttoned with sky

Lined with indigo 

Streaked and speckled with snow white 

Back-lit with orange and brown and green

Color not waiting to be named,

 But changing every second 

With the song of the autumn wind,

The warm caress of afternoon sunlight,

 The cold touch of night's hand,

 The frosty breath of 

Morning.

©2014 Elece Hollis

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Come See!

Come See!

By Elece Hollis

Come see—come join in the song!

All earth sings praise to the Creator

Who has from time immemorial 

Raised His hand and created the seed,

The tree, the leaf, the bud, the flower

Anew each day—fresh and beautiful,

Bright and color-filled, light-kissed, and sweet-scented

Again and again—yet never has His paintbrush

Failed to make men and angels

Gasp and sigh in wonder

At His creations. 

 Come now—join in the song!

 If we be faithless, yet He remains faithful, because

 He cannot deny Himself.

2 Timothy 3:13

Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,

Sun, moon, and stars in their courses above

Join with all nature in manifold witness,

To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

Thomas O. Chisholm 1866–1960

Make Music

 "One ought, every day at least, to hear 
a little song, to read a good poem, to see 
a fine picture, and if it were at all possible,
 to speak a few reasonable words." 

Johann Wolfgang  Von Goethe

Make Music

by Elece Hollis

Make music wherever you go;

That's generosity.

Tap a rhythm—start the beat;

That's leadership.

Hum and strum a melody;

That's encouragement.

Laugh at false starts and off key notes;

That's grace.

Sing the words out loud and bold;

That's a gift to the world.

"Then those who sing,
 as well as those who play the flutes, shall say,
 'All my springs of joy are in you.'"

 Psalm 87:7

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A Thousand Voices

Earth with her thousand voices, praises God. 

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Oh beautiful sweet scented roses

Unfurling after a rain,

At the first glimpse of overdue sunshine,

At the soft breathe of God on the wind.

Your petals, white as summer clouds,

With freckles of pink-pinpoint-pearled

You lift to dance and sing the praises

Of the artist who paints our world. 

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Farewell Summer— Welcome Fall

As the sun is full of light, the ocean full of water; heaven full of glory. So may my heart be full of thee.

A Puritan Prayer

 Farewell Summer—Welcome Fall

 By Elece Hollis

Beside a country road,

I found a letter from summer there

You can't miss it; it's everywhere

Sweet and mellow
Singing her goodbye

Nodding—swaying in the wind

 Yellow notes of a fading song

Composed on the fragile sunlight and air,

Notice she leaves us

A note  behind wishing

Farewell to another summer

Welcome fall.

My lips shall greatly rejoice when I sing to You, 

and my soul, which You have redeemed. 

Psalm 71:23

© 2014 Elece Hollis , author of  Meet God in the Morning 



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Swallowtail

Swallowtail

By Elece Hollis

All among the flowers

 She fluttered, she flew and she lit,

Again her wings opened and closed like doors

On hinges

Windows that know the sky, the wind, the voice

Of the creator who called her from a chrysalis

Before that from an egg on the underside of a leaf

From the egg she crawled a caterpillar

Along the leaf eating, eating—so hungry

Always full and still hungry 

 To the under-edge of a twig

 To wait and grow—curl up inside a tiny room where 

She sleeps, she waits again and longer until the day 

She fits no more—her natural plastic splits

 Off she goes and her wings expand with fluid pumped in

Her moist wings dry in the warm sun 

She flaps them the first time

Flies off to be somebody's miracle,

Somebody's message,

Somebody's angel

Somebody's delight.

 Now she is mine.

©2014 Elece Hollis , author of Meet God in the Morning, Poems from the Heart of Prayer,
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Summer's End

Summer 's End

What a sweet time is summer, with picnic-y fun,

Lots of long days to bask in the sun,

What a wonder the fresh foods we so much enjoy

A treat for the each girl and for each smiling boy.

What a great time for travel, for trips and vacations,

Time to go visit our friends and relations.

Summer's the best time to slow with the heat

To sit down and share something special to eat.

There are not many arguments, problems or fights

That couldn't be solved—at last set to rights

Over corn and tomatoes, melons, and such

That's why in summer we don't fuss so much.

Summer's the best time for joy all around

It's the time when our most happy feelings are found

 Time to pick flowers—to play in the shade

Summer's the time our best memories are made.

©2014 Elece Hollis

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