Poetry

Hands

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“My son, do not regard lightly the discipline of the Lord, nor be weary when reproved by him. For the Lord disciplines the one he loves, and chastises every son whom he receives.” 
Hebrews 12:5b-6 ESV

Hands aren’t just made for spanking 
Or for pulling on our ears
They’re also made for holding ours 
And drying all our tears

They pick us up when we fall down
And hold us up us in prayer
At night they tuck us in to sleep
And gently stroke our hair

But the hands I love the most
Were nailed to the cross
Where Jesus took away my sins
So I would not be lost!


Hands by Peter Caligiuri
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The Pigeons Were Just Hanging Out

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The pigeons were just hanging out
While the hawk snoozed on his perch
The cardinals were singing
When woodpecker went to work!

And his tapping was reminding me
We still have a job to do
So just sitting ‘round and wishing
Is not what God wants us to do 

For even though He gives us fun
And resting is just fine
He has much more for us in store
For us in Summertime

He has a garden we must plant
With rows to weed and tend
And water with our tears and prayers
Till He brings His harvest in!


Today’s Verse
Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men,. 
Colossians 3:23 ESV

The Pigeons Were Just Hanging Out 
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Seven Words – On a Friday Afternoon

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Seven words our Savior spoke
As He was dying there
Three words of comfort gently said
Three more He asked in prayer
First He cried out “O I thirst!” 
But they gave him vinegar


Then, “Father forgive they do not know
What they have done to Me.”
Next to the dying thief He spoke
“In paradise you’ll be.”
And to John and Mary whispered
“My friend and faithful Mother
Remember that from this day on
To care for one another.”


“My God – My God O why have You
Forsaken Me this day?”
Echoed down from that dark hill
Now, “It’s finished!” they heard Him say
The Father’s will was done and then
“Into Your hands.” He sighed
And as the world looked on in wonder
Our Lord was crucified

Seven Words by Peter Caligiuri
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