Oh God I wonder how you know And why you think of me When I am busy with small things And by none other seen While flowers bloom in back yards When sparrows feed at dawn Before our children wake to play And the dew is on the lawn You are with me on this pathway Walking beside through every mile Showing wounds that say You died for me So You could call me child Then saith he to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing. John 20:27 KJV Oh God I Wonder by Peter Caligiuri Copyright © 2022 all rights reserved
Butterfly
As A Butterfly Rests
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30 ESV
As a butterfly rests In the palm of our hand When its flower-top flying is past Jesus calls us to give Him the weight of our load When the pace of our race runs too fast And take up a burden that's easy and light And a joy as we give Him control Then listen and learn from His meek lowly heart That in Him is refreshing for souls! As a Butterfly Rests by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved

Keep on seeking
She delicately yet ceaselessly looks for the next flower. Something in her tiny mind whispers, “winter is coming”. She rests each night calmly waiting for sunrise knowing that she has done her best and the rest remains in her creator’s hands.
Ask and it will be given to you, seek and you will find, knock and it will be opened to you. Matthew 7:7
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