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Jesus Calendars from the Funeral Home
“Till the Devil whispered behind the leaves: ‘It's pretty, but is it Art?’"
-Kipling, “The Conundrum of the Workshops”
The Angel visits Mary in Her house
And She in turn visits Elizabeth
And rides with Joseph then to Bethlehem
And in a Stable delivers Her Child
And with Joseph presents Him in the Temple
In our grandparents’ homes - and now in ours
In the Jordan Jesus is baptized by John
And then at Cana changes water into wine
And preaches and feeds His people on the mount
And reveals Himself in the Transfiguration
And gives himself in the first Eucharist
In our dear parents’ homes - and now in ours
Jesus prays in agony in Gethsemane
And then He is arrested and beaten
And crowned with thorns, humiliation, and pain
And carries the Cross of our sins to Calvary
And dies on that Cross so that we might live
In our very own homes - now and forever
On the third day He rises forever
And He ascends, as He said He would
And sends the Holy Spirit in a mighty wind
And takes His Blessed Mother to Himself
And crowns Her Queen of Heaven and Earth
In our grown children’s homes - and still in ours
And the Devil sneers (‘cause he thinks he’s smart)
“Oh, that’s just kitsch; it isn’t really art!”
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