So Much More! Much more was the grace That cried Father forgive On that long ago dark afternoon When with His last strength our Lord Jesus cried out These people know not what they do First was Judas who sold His Lord out And there was Pilate who bowed to the crowd And Herod who mocked Him and had him bound And the High Priests who rejected His word And the throng who were shouting “Crucify Him!” Then the soldiers who nailed Him hard to the wood And one thief who still refused to believe And the one whose spear drew His last blood These all were His enemies much more forgiven But there is one more I finally found That guy was the man who ran from God’s love Till His grace so much more tracked me down! For if while we were enemies we were reconciled to God by the death of his Son, much more, now that we are reconciled, shall we be saved by his life. Romans 5:10 ESV So Much More by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved
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My Easter Miracle
It seems that this year in particular I have a new group of readers so it may be that my testimony is new to you. I have also trimmed it back considerably trying to keep to my own rule of less is better. So here goes the 2021 re-telling of my Easter Miracle. I am forever grateful to God that He could have worked out such a crazy plan at the cost of His only Son’s life so that I could be His child.
I realise that I was the worst of them all, and that because of this very fact God was particularly merciful to me. It was a kind of demonstration of the extent of Christ’s patience towards the worst of men, to serve as an example to all who in the future should trust him for eternal life. 1 Timothy 1:16 Phillips
In 1971 I was just another 19 year old hippie trying to figure life out. One night I found myself along a lonely stretch of desert highway between L.A. and Phoenix. All that day I had hitch-hiked with my last ride dropping me off at a rest area. As night began to fall I reasoned that the top of one of the picnic tables was the safest refuge from snakes and scorpions. So I rolled out my sleeping bag and struggled into it trying not to fall off the edge of the table. There I lay looking up into a vast sky filled with stars wondering where I belonged and fell asleep.
How in the world I ended up 3,000 miles from home was a tangle of events beginning with parents who seemed more confused about life than I was. So I moved out on my own at age seventeen about began a wandering that brought me that Easter morning to a highway rest stop where I met a family who invited me to church. It took a miracle to break through my fears and excuses and regrets; but it was Easter morning and on Easter miracles happen. So with the added bonus of a promised free meal I eagerly agreed to go with them.
Their church was different than anything I expected. There were many young people there my own age who were singing with smiles that showed me they knew something about Easter I had missed. More importantly that day, I felt for the first time that God might be real and actually care about me. It felt to me as if I had been running all my life and I couldn’t run any more. It took an amazing chain of miracles to bring me to God. But it was Easter and on Easter miracles happen!
God’s Simple Plan
God's Simple Plan Not silver or even a big heap of gold Not fancy homes Or just stuff that grows old Not applause and awards Or a wall full of trophies Saying, “You a great guy!” Turn waves to calm seas But the cry in the night by a babe in a manger Was God’s simple plan to deliver from danger And the cross and the nails And the spear and a crown And the stone rolled away From the tomb Before dawn God's Simple Plan by Peter Caligiuri Copyright 2021 All rights reserved

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