Our old Bibles never die
They just sit on shelves
Waiting for the day when we
Will read them for ourselves

For when the word of God is planted
In a listening heart
It grows a little day by day
Till thoughts and actions start

To change as Jesus comes to rule
In ordinary ways
His love replacing selfishness
And hopelessness with praise


Our Old Bibles by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2022 
all rights reserved. Use by permission only. 

4 thoughts on “Our Old Bibles”

1. I love this so much, Pete! I love the thought of patiently, little by little, reading God’s Word and then watching those planted seeds grow in our lives and our actions. Thank you for writing and for sharing this wonderful poem.

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   • So happy this little poem was a blessing to you.

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