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After He Happened To Us


What can I say about a man who brought new meaning to life,
Life isn’t about just existing, he would often say
But Being Alive to the wonders of everyday moments.
This is what stands out most in his sermons:
The eagerness and joy in living a simple life made extraordinary 
By the power of love emanating from the Saviour within us.
And the Saviour’s Presence runs deep in this man,
So deep, that whenever he is near I am filled with peace.

It’s unexplainable, this effect he tends to have
He makes us aware of the same Divine Presence within us.
I acutely realize how fortunate I am to know him and call him a friend.
He has revolutionized our church, turned it into a second home 
Where friends and family converge often to make it what it is today;
A place buzzing with activity, goodwill and positive vibes.
Truth be said it is his energy and zeal buzzing in all of us 
Making us come alive to the magic of being.

Part of this magic of existence is change, evolution - law of nature;
It is inevitable, we will have to follow the path laid out for us.
We have grown richer, spiritually, by his time here with us
We have to carry his name forward, hold the beacon 
For all the good and charitable works he is renowned for.
Of course, we are never saying goodbye,
‘See you again’ sounds more apt, cause your name will resound 
In our hearts for ages to come, that is the impact you’ve had on us.
And though we part, we are never really far cause the same Spirit
Beats wildly in all of us, the Spirit of God in the soul of every creature
We only have to tune in to feel it, to feel the closeness.

I remember him thanking the sun, the moon, the stars, our oceans, 
Trees, the air we breathe, our homes, our bodies and all of creation
And I thought with a smile Thank You, Lord 
Thank You immensely for him who means so much to us.
Senza Fine, Father Joe Andrew, our love for you is endless.  

P.S: Something I wrote for my parish priest who is getting transferred... emotions are quite high this weekend in church. 

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