Appealing Fruit

 

“If you want to make an apple pie from scratch, you must first invent the universe.” Carl Sagan


 

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Lattice top pie made from ingredients provided by the inventor of the universe.

 

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This blue bowl was shaped and crafted by a trained potter. This apple was shaped and handcrafted by the original potter.

 

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“An apple a day keeps the doctor away.” Why don’t doctors like apples?

 

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“It wasn’t an apple from the tree that caused the trouble in the Garden of Eden; it was the pair on the ground.” unknown

 

“Anyone can count the seeds in an apple, but only God can count the number of apples in a seed.” Robert H. Schuller

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“Just when we are certain we have seen everything wonderful in the world, God surprises us!”  c.e.hollis

 

 



 

 

 

 

Bright Song

 Beauty is God’s handwriting––a wayside sacrament. 
Welcome it in every fair face, in every fair sky, in every fair flower, 
and thank God for it as a cup of blessing. 
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Bright Song
By Elece hollis
 
Beside the steam I found them 
Sunlit iris wild.
I stopped and walked among them with
 Wonder of a child.
 
I sat down and I listened
And I began to hear
Music from the forest, the ocean,
Coming near.
 
I think I heard a mountain 
Singing a sweet air
A melody, a tune, a hymn, a ballad 
I could share.
 
So I joined in the singing, 
The serenade of light;
An anthem, a soft lullaby, a sonnet,
Chorus bright.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

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

Master of Artistry Totally Tuesday

The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation. 
Annie Dillard


Master of Artistry

I relished bright costumes full of patent pizzazz
Skirts and dresses of sparkling jazz
Wonderful, fantastic, delightful array
The sweetest conceptions of  a “dizzy-land” day.

However so darling, creative, and bright
Still cannot compare to the crafter of light
Who amazes us daily with gorgeous designs,
The face of the earth he loads and he lines

With figures, with shapes, with styles that delight us
Astound us, amaze us, amuse us—treat us
To glorious creations of plants and bright flowers
Which show in their beauty his marvelous powers,

His penchant for color is stirred into the picture
His fine sense of humor and a splash of adventure
No man holds a candle to what He can make
When the master of artistry shocks us awake.

©2014 Elece Hollis, author of Limitless Grace,  available  at Mardel’s or on Amazon http://amzn.to/1uEcfUM

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Hidden Beauty

Hidden Beauty
You will find treasures there
In the bosom of a rose—In a tulip’s heart
Inside the flesh of a lily, a trillium, an iris,
A zinnia, all bound up
Treasures finer than pure gold
 Like gemstones
Nestled among velvet wrappings
 Hidden deep inside until
The sky’s heat-lamp warms it;
Rain caresses, 
Coaxes petals back;
 Colors some out to sing
The real flower is unearthed.
People rush along—hurry—hidden
Swallowed by coats and sweaters;
Fleeing a critical world,
Protecting their hearts,
Shielding their souls,
Then the light dawns—Jesus!
He shines more and more
He comes with peace that heals
Deep wounds.
Soft rain of truth 
Wonderful light of His face
Warms and beautifies
Layers fall back
Petals unfold—showing true selves
Authentic—open and honest
Smiling back at the world once more;
Precious as the day
He made them.



© 2014 by Elece Hollis, author of  A Celebration of Family with Helen Steiner Rice   http://bit.ly/1m7uCeK

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