I'm back! (Happy nativity of St. John the Baptist!)

Alright, I took a road trip with my brother to San Francisco. I came back to MI on Tuesday, came back home Wednesday.

Alcatraz

Since then I've been catching up on things. Sorry, for the spar posting.

Golden Gate Bridge

Anyway, enough of that.

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Blessed be the Lord,
The God of Israel;
He has come to His people and set them free.

He has raised up for us a mighty Savior,
Born of the house of His servant David.

Through His holy prophets He promised of old
That He would save us from our enemies,
From the hands of all who hate us.

He promised to show mercy to our fathers
And to remember His holy Covenant.

This was the oath He swore to our father Abraham:
To set us free from the hands of our enemies,
Free to worship Him without fear,
Holy and righteous in His sight
All the days of our life.

You, My child shall be called
The prophet of the Most High,
For you will go before the Lord to prepare His way, 
To give his people knowledge of salvation
By the forgiveness of their sins.

In the tender compassion of our Lord
The dawn from on high shall break upon us,
to shine on those who dwell in darkness
And the shadow of death,
And to guide our feet into the way of peace.


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Pray for us, St. John the Baptist,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

The last meal

My posting will be a bit light. I'm on a road trip with my brother.

What could be real?
What we can see?
Eat the last meal
And really be.



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Holy trinity

Father, who gave us the law
And whose face inspires awe
To you be glory and be praise
He who created dark and light
Engendered both the day and night
Renews our hearts all our days

Son, who came to earth as ransom
Obliterates our sin, who sheds them
Never shall we end our praise
Ascended from death's fowl rank
Near to us He laughed and drank
Deliver us for all days

Spirit, who proceedeth still
Prophets voice and martyr's will
Interminably we sing your praise
Redeemer's gift of Love to friends
Infinite grace for God's ends
Till we reach the end of days



God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

The Visitation

Hark to the tale I tell
Of a woman named Mary (not Belle)
Who with child did traverse the earth
To help Elizabeth give birth

When they met after so long apart
Beth's child leapt up to her heart
And with the Spirit of the Lord inside
To Mary she began to confide

"I am honored the mother of my Lord
Blessed of women has crossed my sward
Blessed be the fruit of your womb
Blessed we who are saved from our doom."

Now to all who have heard my tale
Of the one to whom angels hail
Teach to your children to bless
The one whom the Child caressed





God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Tree climb

A cylinder delving below my sight
It has a hue, deep brown with speckled gray
Shooting out sticks to an infinite height
Its roughness causes my tender heart to pray

My arms freely reach out, of accorded joy
They grasp every stick and I foot each step
On and on, up and up, ascending joy
Not stopping for breath, with purpose I step

The depth of the brown which covers my mind
The speckles of gray which hold my arms high
The foliage of green before and behind
And the white mixed with blue of the pure sky

Around my gaze is drawn, both down and up
The joy of my heart's climb overflows my cup





God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Happy Pentecost!

Happy Birthday dear beloved Church!




God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey

Truth

I was feeling a little guilty that I didn't post Thursday. So you get two today.

Taken up into the sky
Readying the Spirit's gifts
Understanding our sinful drifts
Taken up into the sky
He humbly, with our spirits, lifts







God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey