I planned a pity party at my little house today
I designed the invitations and I sent them on their way
First on the list was neighbor Rick and his wife and children too
But he shook his head and said "No thanks." I have so much to do
So then I called my sister
In hopes that she could come
But her voice mail came and told me
To just speak after the tone
Next I thought of pastor so I drove down to the church
But he was visiting the sick - at the Savior's work
So I went into my room alone and sulked before the Lord
"Does anybody care?" I asked
Then I heard His gentle word
"On the day that I was crucified
My closest friends all fled
And at Pilate's word was beaten
And with thorns they crowned my head.
Between two thieves that day I died
Yet in faith one asked of me
To remember him in heaven
So I took him there you see
So in your struggle down life's road
When you're feeling quite alone
Help someone with a heavy load
Bring them before My throne
That’s where you’ll see your Father’s face
For His goodness there is found
And you'll receive amazing grace
And His joy to carry home!
Pity Party by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2019 all rights reserved
5 thoughts on “The Pity Party”
Yep, pity parties are no fun, since no one wants to come. Might as well be happy. 😉
Like a Tupperware party that no one shows up for except mom and she came for dinner!
Superb, Pastor Pete! Come to think of it, who wants to be invited to a pity party? Gazing at one’s own navel is seldom a team sport. Blessings!
I remembered that I wrote this a couple of years back and needed a good dose of cheering up. So I retrieved this from the files, polished it a bit and shared it in hopes it would help someone else as well. Have a blessed Sunday my friend.