Opening Address Welcome to Bloom’s Daily Offering for Tuesday, October 6, 2026, the feast of St. Bruno, Confessor, third class, in white. His Collect asks that we, who have grievously offended, may obtain forgiveness for our offences by his merits and prayers. That one petition is the whole of what is new on the altar […]
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Opening Address Welcome to Bloom’s Daily Offering for Monday, October 5, 2026. Today is a feria of the fourth class, the Monday after the XIX Sunday after Pentecost, with a commemoration of St. Placid and his Companions, Martyrs. Nothing is displaced. The Mass of the day is yesterday’s Mass, said again on a weekday, and […]
Opening Address We might have been burdensome. Five words out of the middle of this morning’s Lesson, written by a man setting out everything he could have taken and did not, and I have not been able to put them down. Beloved, grace and peace to you, however this Thursday finds you. Certain or unravelling, […]
Opening Address Imitate what we commemorate. Four words out of the middle of a prayer almost nobody hears, said quietly over bread and wine before anything happens to them, and I have not been able to put them down since I read them. Beloved, grace and peace to you, however this Wednesday finds you. Certain […]
Opening Address With free minds. That is the phrase the Church hands us this morning, three words near the end of a prayer most people will never hear, and I want to spend the whole morning on it. Beloved, grace and peace to you, however today finds you. Rested or wrecked, certain of God or […]
Opening Address And coming down with them, he stood in a plain place. Luke gives us one clause, eight words long, and the whole feast turns on it. He came down. He stood in a plain place. Beloved, grace and peace to you this Monday morning, whatever you are carrying into the week. Bloom asks […]
Opening Address Let us go therefore with confidence to the throne of grace. That is not an invitation. It is an instruction, and the word sitting in the middle of it has no business being there. Confidence. Beloved, grace and peace to you this Saturday morning, however you have arrived: steady or shaking, praying for […]
Opening Address The kingdom of heaven is like unto a treasure hidden in a field. Hidden. That one word is where this whole morning starts, and everything after it follows from it. Beloved, grace and peace to you, however you arrive at this hour: rested or wrung out, praying easily or not praying at all, […]
Opening Address He will pour forth the words of his wisdom as showers. That is today’s promise about a holy man, and the whole day hangs on one word in it. Beloved, grace and peace to you, however you arrive this morning: steady or scattered, praying easily or not praying at all, three years into […]
Opening Address Bloom’s Sunday Mass, and Paul spends this morning’s Lesson telling a congregation to stop the trial they have already started, so judge not before the time. This is the Fourth Sunday of Advent, first class, violet, the last Sunday the Church will give us before the feast. We offer this Mass in the […]









