Before We Had Faces


Before we had faces
And we had no voice at all
When no one else could see us
And we were small – small – small

God pulled out the plans He’d made
And Laid them out to see
And then traced out the pattern
He would use for you and me

First He penciled in some happy days
To balance days of grief
And over all he poured His grace
To help our unbelief

Then He stamped His image on our hearts
And He signed the bottom line
So we would be delivered
At exactly His own time!


Before We Had Faces by Peter Caligiuri
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Oh God I Wonder

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
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Letting Them Fly

Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are the children of one’s youth. Psalm 127:4 ESV

One pitfall of growing older is wishing we could hold on to our children (both spiritual and physical). We loved the days when we held them on our laps to tell them stories. Such longing too quickly turns to depression, guilt or blaming someone for the change. But as today’s verse tells us, our offspring are not furniture for our homes or precious jewels to be kept in a safe deposit box. They are arrows which the good Lord has entrusted to our hands for a season. Arrows that stay in the quiver during life’s battles aren’t doing what God intended.

Of course, we innately know this about the kiddos who grow up in our homes. The big guy with the cowboy hat is our youngest son and we are delighted that he isn’t sleeping on our sofa eating nachos and watching tv! But, for those of us who have served in ministry it is far more difficult with spiritual children. We pray for them, weep with them, visit them in the hospital and eat at the same table in their homes. And then one day they are gone. It feels as if we did all the hard work and someone else now gets to enjoy the benefits! But the reality is they never belonged to us at all. They were God’s and He gave us the enormous privilege of having them as arrows in our hands for just a little while. We have put them on our bowstring, aimed them at the target and now they are flying towards the goal that God has for them. Be encouraged today that whether you are struggling in letting go of natural or spiritual children, that God keeps records. They may think of us little, never call or even remember that we taught them to fly. But flying is what God has intended. It is a beautiful sight, and He always remembers and rewards our labor of love!