Put Your Hand in the Hand

Jesus immediately reached out his hand and took hold of him, saying to him, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?”  Matthew 14:31 ESV

With the assassination of Charlie Kirk on Wednesday and then Thursday being our remembrance of the attack on the twin towers, the emotional impact on our hearts and minds this week was enormous. Our national state of mourning, shock and for some, even despair, reminded me a little of the situation Peter faced as he began to sink beneath the waves. A moment earlier, Peter had felt triumphant. There he was walking on the water towards Jesus! But then, one second later as he turned towards the dark raging sea and felt the power of the wind ripping at his robe, he faltered. Suddenly, this brave courageous fisherman, went from being the strongest, boldest and most confident disciple, to being the guy struggling for his life – but then Jesus reached out His hand! Aren’t you glad for Jesus. He is never afraid of the storm. Jesus is not worried a bit about the wind, and best of all, He isn’t going to let us drown. He reaches out His hand. Let’s be sure to take ahold of His, because He has a long way for us to still go, lessons to teach us and other people for us to serve. I do hope you will enjoy this simple rendering of the song, which our residents at Life Care heartily enjoyed singing along with me on Friday, and Put Your Hand in the Hand of Jesus!

The Only Way to God’s House

He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God? Micah 6:8 ESV

With yesterday being both the remembrance of September 11th, along with the shock of the assassination of Charlie Kirk, it feels as if we are in crisis mode. In this mind-set, the “Fight or Flight” reaction seems to set in with most of us. Should we be drawing inward for safety and reflection or demanding justice and fighting?” I have found today’s verse both short and to the point. The people of Israel were also in a crisis. Their nation, which had begun as God’s Promised Land was now politically divided between Judah in the South and the kingdom of Israel in the North. Rather than getting along, they had just finished fighting a long and bloody war with each other, while the empire of Assyria was on the doorstep of them both. On top of all the military and political problems the people faced, many of them had turned away from God and were worshipping the idols of the nations around them. Then add to that mix, the intrigue and corruption within the palace and you begin to get a picture of a life that was not all that different from today. Stepping up to the microphone in the middle of this turmoil, the prophet Micah didn’t mince words. He called the people to repentance and to turn back to their God, who had brought them out of slavery, given them a beautiful land and blessed, rescued and helped them over and over. His message wasn’t complicated. God was calling them to more than just returning to certain religious practices and showing up at the temple during the holidays. What God asked was a return to living out “what is good,” in their personal relationships, families and homes. He summed up his message in three words: Justice, Mercy and Humility.

Now, justice, mercy and humility may not be at the top of the bucket list items for our culture, but they are for God, and He gives them to us, not as three separate goals but as a package deal. He knows that often our demands for justice ring out, without an equal call for mercy. But justice without mercy gives us neither, and mercy without justice is an invitation for selfishness to rule the day. But when both justice and mercy follow us all the days of our lives, then God walks with us through the valley of the shadow, sets a table before us in the wilderness and leads us to His own home, where He promises we may live with Him forever!

Steve’s Turn at the Plate

Steve walked up to the home plate
When his doctors told the news
And though His knees shook just a bit
He could not his turn refuse

He looked to where up on the mound
A giant pitcher stood
And Steve could tell by his sly smile
He was up to no good

And as he faced his first pitch
A curve ball snuck right by
While Steve stood frozen in his stance
” Strike one!” the umpire cried.

He stepped back and took a breath
Tapped his bat upon the ground
Then He heard coach call his name
“You’ve got this son, calm down”

The next two pitches were too low
And he fouled one off the pole
Then one came in too high and tight
So, now the count was full

The pitcher with an evil sneer
Sent a rocket towards the plate
His fast ball flew in like a jet
And seemed to seal Steve's fate

But as that pitch came hurtling in
Steve met it with his bat
And sent it towards the upper deck
Then smiled and tipped his hat

Now that Steve has run the bases
And a crown for him awaits
He turns and hands the bat to me
As I step up to the plate


Steve’s Turn at the Plate
By Peter Caligiuri
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I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.
2 Timothy 4:7 ESV

In memory of my good friend Steve Norton who is now rejoicing in the presence of Jesus
Another winner of the crown of life!