A Time For us to Sing

To every bird God gives a voice
And a time to sing out strong
Like shepherds who gave shouts of praise
And Mary gave her song

The mockingbird sings bright and clear
The sparrow simply cheeps
And crows caw loudly in the streets
While the silent owl sleeps

And above us all there stands the One
Who gives us each our parts
A time for each of us to sing
With humble joyful hearts


The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
is heard in our land.
Song of Solomon 2:12 ESV

A Time For Us to Sing
by Peter CAligiuri
Copyright 2024 all rights reserved
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The Swallow’s Nest

The swallow’s nest was hidden
Up above the bales of hay
And as I opened up the door
She quickly swooped away

She thinks it is not possible
That I could be her friend
Though it was I who built this barn
Where each Spring she comes again

And can’t believe her little ones
Are safe when I draw near
Nor knows I listen with a smile
When I their voices hear

Consider the ravens, for they neither sow nor reap, which have neither storehouse nor barn; and God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds
Luke 12:24 NKJV


The Swallows Nest
by Peter Caligiuri
copyright 2024 - all rights reserved

God Leads His Dear Children

A few nights ago, as my wife and I went for a walk by our pond we were surprised to see a small alligator. Now, since we live in Florida this was not unheard of, but there had not been any alligators in our pond for a few years. A few minutes later as we made the turn around the end of the pond, we came upon a mother duck who must have also spotted that alligator, hurriedly leading her eight little ducklings to another pond. She had wisely decided that though the alligator was small, our pond was no longer a safe place for her babies!

As we watched her leading her ducklings with their tiny feet hurrying to keep up, I was reminded of the precious hymn, “God Leads His Dear Children Along.” The lyrics tell us that just like that mother duck, our Good Shepherd is watching out for us and leading us to safe green pastures. Sometimes the way is through the flood, sometimes through the fire, but no matter where He leads, He makes the way through the blood of Jesus. Our Good Shepherd knows the path ahead and no matter how steep the way, we need to remind ourselves that He always knows what is best for us!