Poetry

Joseph’s Pause

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He had trudged on for days
Through the cold and the heat
Till the dust of long roads
Was caked hard on his feet 
And behind on the donkey
Mary followed as best
As she could though she ached 
And she wished they could rest
Then she touched Joseph’s shoulder
And he turned with a smile
Their eyes knowingly met 
So, he paused for a while

Then he looked to the village 
At the crest of the hill
And remembered God’s promise
Was to be there fulfilled
And he picked up the reins 
Then pressed on one more mile
Trusting this was God's place
For the birth of His child

Joseph's Pause by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved

And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David: To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child. Luke 2:4-5 KJV

Mercy’s Gifts

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It's a pint of blood needed
For folks we don’t know
 Or a handful of tissues 
When their tears start to flow

 A quiet embrace 
When their world falls apart
And a light at the door 
When they come after dark

 It's that kiss of forgiveness 
When we still feel the hurt
 Or a check in the mail 
When they’ve been out of work

 Angel songs after midnight 
When we’re up watching sheep
 And a Babe in a manger 
On a night that's so deep! 

Mercy's Gifts by Peter Caligiuri
Copyright 2020
 All rights reserved

Blessed are the merciful for they shall obtain mercy – Matthew 5:7 KJV

Through Windowpanes

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First, I would like to credit my friend Denise Balog of Grace Filled Devotions https://denisebalog.wordpress.com/.

Her post this morning brought back memories of my childhood, days, while watching the rain on the windowpanes of our tiny apartment. Whenever I read the verse that,” Now we see through a glass darkly but then face to face (1 Corinthians 13) I recall those raindrops streaming over the glass as I peered our wondering about the world. I hope this little poem and then the Joni Eareckson Tada and Laura Story video will bless you today with that longing to fully behold the face of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. 

Through Windowpanes 

I looked out from the upstairs window 
Of my little childhood home
Watching rain stream down the pane
And wishing I was grown
 

And striding through the great big world
Free to walk about and splash
With important things to do and say
Outside my window sash

Now these older nose eyes look out
And wonder at God’s grace
That though now rain clouds windowpanes
I’ll one day see His face!


Through Windowpanes by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved