Even Through the Days of Rain

Aches and pains knocked on my door
And stayed an hour yesterday
Like every uninvited guest
They demanded their own way 

Just as I wondered what was next
 They tired of their game
And slipped out then down the street
Leaving quiet here again

So, I begged God "Please lock my door
Before they come to stay!"
But He answered only "Robins sing
 Even through the days of rain."

But I am afflicted and in pain;
    let your salvation, O God, set me on high!
I will praise the name of God with a song;
    I will magnify him with thanksgiving.
Psalm 69:29-30 ESV

Even Through the Days of Rain
By Peter Caligiuri
Copyright © 2022


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Going Back to School

While we New Englanders have enjoyed Labor Day weekend as our final summer family fling, here in Florida and much of the South, the kids are gearing up for school in early August. Either way, the pinch of new shoes, finding our seat in homeroom and the weight of Algebra books are an inevitable destiny. This morning that idea of going back to school reminded me of a poem I wrote a while back that encourages us to remember that no matter how old we are, God has some new lessons for us to learn today.

Flying Lessons

The hummingbird was sleeping in
When mother shook his wing
Wake up John it’s time for class
I heard the school bell ring!

He opened first one tiny eye
Then peeked out of the nest
He knew the day for flying lessons
What was his mom planned next

So out the door with trembling heart
John’s wings began to beat
Then up into the wind He flew
To lessons down the street!

Flying Lessons by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2020 all rights reserved

Show me the right path, O Lord point out the road for me to follow.
Lead me by your truth and teach me. Psalms 25:4-5 NLT


Every Step of the Way

Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil. Ephesians 5:15‭-‬16 NIV

On my morning walks I have been greatly enjoying watching one little brood of ducklings growing up as they waddle along with all their might after their mom. Their eager footsteps remind me of one of choruses we used to sing. “This is the Day that the Lord Has Made”. That was a song we sang with enthusiasm and hand clapping, focusing on the following line, “we will rejoice and be glad.” part of the verse. But even though we sang the words, usually we went out and lived the rest of the day, oblivious as to whom it truly belonged. We easily forgot that the day was not ours. When we just, “seize the day” as one popular saying urges us to, we will find ourselves on a pathway alone. That is because every day, not just the one we call, “The Lord’s Day” belongs to Him. Until He has redeemed it, we will miss His purpose. Until we put our time into His hands, we will miss the wisdom of my little web-footed friends, of following Jesus every step of the way!