Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name, O Lord, God of hosts.
--Jeremiah 15:16

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

A Seasoned Word

Let your speech be always with grace , seasoned with salt , that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man .
- - Colossians 4 : 6


sprinkled salt
enhances flavor
dissipating quick
but does its job
to leave behind a plate to savor and lick

unearths the subtle
tempers the bitter
challenges the bold,
balances out the sweetness
marries flavors to behold

and so our words
we hope to be
truth so sprinkled with salt
unifying . . . spreading peace
but surely not to a fault

all in moderation
for too much salt
can spoil
repulsive to the pallet
burning like a coil


© Copyright 2011 Christine Maxwell
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14 comments:

  1. ElaineFebruary 16, 2011 at 12:09 AM

    Dare I say it 'flows' really well. A very good read (and a very good write!)

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  2. ReflectionsFebruary 16, 2011 at 12:24 AM

    Nicely done, powerful message held within the depths of grace.

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  3. Kathe W.February 16, 2011 at 11:22 AM

    lovely poem seasoned perfectly.
    and thanks for you nice comments on my blog.

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  4. LeslieFebruary 16, 2011 at 12:15 PM

    Your poem is grace-seasoned, as well. I especially like the last two verses. And thanks so much for your kind words over at my place...

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  5. girl daydreamingFebruary 16, 2011 at 1:58 PM

    a richness to be enjoyed... all in love and moderation... such a lovely poem!

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  6. Brian MillerFebruary 16, 2011 at 1:59 PM

    the truth and the dangers of it..words have such power...if only they enhance and not spoil...

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  7. Nana JoFebruary 16, 2011 at 6:17 PM

    Thank you for your lovely comment regarding my own 'bit o' salt'. Your words are lovely, and so delicately seasoned and grace-filled.

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  8. jabblogFebruary 17, 2011 at 5:51 AM

    Yes, our words should be as carefully used as salt.

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  9. LolamouseFebruary 17, 2011 at 9:59 AM

    so true and well said! thanks for visiting my blog!

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  10. Tess KincaidFebruary 17, 2011 at 10:34 AM

    Nice. Very nice. I love "burning like a coil".

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  11. AnonymousFebruary 17, 2011 at 3:28 PM

    This in itself is a "plate to savor and lick." Lovely poem. Thank you.

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  12. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallFebruary 17, 2011 at 9:33 PM

    smart words...
    well penned.

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  13. Jim SwindleFebruary 18, 2011 at 4:08 AM

    This poem seems effortless, yet has beat and rhyme and a flow of ideas--and the ideas are worth expressing. That's a lot accomplished!

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  14. UnknownFebruary 27, 2011 at 4:55 PM

    Yes, Chris, not enough salt = bland, tasteless; too much = repulsive, unpalatable. We are to let our speech be always with grace, seasoned with salt, that we may know how we ought to answer every men (Colossians 4:6] As Ephesians 4:15 advises us, speak the truth in love. It’s not enough to speak the truth; it’s not enough to speak in love. We are admonished to speak the truth in love. Well spoken, Chris.

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