Moments of Laughter

April 24, 2025 / pastorpete51 / 2 Comments

In moments of laughter, we ran out to see
 Like children wondering all that might be
Hiding in secret down under old logs
In treetops or ponds where we used to catch frogs

And when day was done, our dads started calling
“Come in for the night, for the darkness is falling!”
We came traipsing home telling all we had done
Our adventures with spiders and races we won

And mom in the doorway would patiently listen
Then say, “Go scrub those hands till I see them glisten!” 
And Dad picked us up to come sit in His chair
For that time which was best was our moment in prayer

Moments of Laughter
by Peter Caligiuri
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Mary Simply Stayed

April 8, 2025April 8, 2025 / pastorpete51 / Leave a comment


On Friday night they left the Tomb
And in the darkness prayed
Then sadly went off to their homes
And slowly walked away

But on the Sabbath after dawn
Mary hurried back to bring
The spices for His resting place
In honor for her King

But the tomb was empty
So she went back to call
 The men to come and see that there
Was nothing left at all

So John and Peter ran to see
Only grave clothes there inside
Then wondering they turned and left
As Mary softly cried

Then she heard His footsteps
When she turned she saw a man
But thought He was the gardener
Just passing by as planned

And then He asked her why she wept
And why she was afraid
And He called her name and showed Himself
Because she simply stayed



 But Mary stood weeping outside the tomb, and as she wept she stooped to look into the tomb. 
John 20:11 ESV

Mary Simply Stayed
By Peter Caligiuri
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The Ballad of Sister Robin

March 31, 2025March 30, 2025 / pastorpete51 / 1 Comment

My little verse is far from being a classic ballad like that of Chaucer’s friendly rooster, Chanticleer. Neither will I lay claim to Coleridge’s vivid imagery in his Rime of the Ancient Mariner, or even Bobby Gentry’s Ode to Billy Joel! But I do hope that with Sister Robin’s happy tale, you will start to smile, hum a little tune and start off your week with Jesus on your mind!

Sister Robin had no worries
As she few off from her nest
She just trusted her Creator
Would provide as He knows best

Then, while her chicks were sleeping
She went searching for their need
Till returning home at lunchtime
Their wide-open mouths to feed

So, we must wait for Jesus
Who has off to Heaven flown
Where He our pardon purchased
At our Holy Father’s throne

For now in Christ we’re resting
With our hope built on His grace
As we wait with hearts wide-open
Till we meet Him face to face!



Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Matthew 6:26 NLT

The Ballad of Sister Robin
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By Peter Caligiuri
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