Poetry

Mysterious Melodies

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My mind is filled with memories
From the days and miles, I’ve run
Like aging stacks of photographs
Of people loved now gone

And yet each dawn comes once again
A song of hope and grace
That tells me I have one more lap
To finish in This race

And sings mysterious melodies
In rhythms still to learn
That teach my feet to keep in step
Along His path to home

Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, Hebrews 12:1 ESV

Mysterious Melodies
By Peter Caligiuri
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Abiding After the Storm

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When the rain was raging
And the storm knocked at my door
Abiding meant still resting
In God’s Word and nothing more

After hours of cleanup
In the sunset’s fading light
Abiding was still walking
On with Christ throughout the night

In the middle of destruction
With debris now piled deep
Abiding is still trusting
God our hearts will daily keep!

Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, 
neither can you, unless you abide in Me. 
John 15:4 NKJV

Abiding After the Storm
by Peter Caligiuri
Copyright © 2024
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Author's note: Though we personally were spared during this storm, many of our friends were caught in the worst of it. What little ways we are able to help, barely make a dent in the work that lies ahead, but as God's family we are trusting Him to get us through this together.

Daddy’s Hands

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Daddy’s hands were wrinkled
Though he never seemed to care
Each day they opened for his work
At night folded for his prayer

Those furrows on his palms ran deep
And I often wondered why
The years had left their messages
Like old friends passing by

But now when I bend down to help
My grandson trying to stand
If I look, I find that I
Have got my Daddy’s hands!


Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.
Deuteronomy 11:19 ESV

My Daddy's Hands
by Peter Caligiuri
copyright 2024
All rights reserved