(Celebrating the October 13, 2019 canonization of St. John Henry Newman)
A break in the sky above, blueness among gray,
Succeeding, disbelievers now literate.
A life far removed from the Galilean’s day,
Like mine. your accomplishments accentuate
Sanctity, a daily life well lived, order.
Thinking sensible thoughts, full of faith, I could follow.
In clean streams of insight I could pass them on. your
Intercession proven, doubts aside, your stead now
Secured in Heaven, your state, your fate alongside
The King of Kings. a new friend of mine, catapulting
Me heavenwards. i’m minuscule but schooled in stride,
Expounding, expanding proximities, soon emerging
Into a choir’s choral chant greeted by melody sung,
Hurrahing hosts, angelic beings, and saints forever young.
Gary Edward Geraci
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We know we are all saints in one way - Saint-ified, sanctified believers.
One (Protestant!) I know is quite raging today over this. Oh, a hell-fire and damnation type of Editorial he wrote in a Church Newsletter.
I suppose Protestants say 'A pity he went over to R.C'.
In the end my friend we will all grin and embrace one another realizing at last that we all were playing on the same team after all!
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