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Daily Offering: November 20, 2025 | Fear Not, Little Flock

Fear not, little flock — a date palm and a young cedar growing side by side in a walled courtyard at late morning

Opening Address Fear not, little flock, for it hath pleased your Father to give you a kingdom. That is the first thing said this morning, and everything else in the passage comes after it. Beloved, grace and peace to you, however you arrive at this hour: rested or worn through, praying easily or not praying […]

Daily Offering: November 19, 2025 | Let Her Works Praise Her

Let her works praise her — a stone town gateway at mid-morning with a worn bench and two empty baskets

Opening Address Give her of the fruit of her hands: and let her works praise her in the gates. That is the last line of a twenty-two verse poem, and it is not addressed to her. It is an instruction to everybody else in the room. Beloved, grace and peace to you, however you come […]

Daily Offering: November 18, 2025 | This Place Was Made by God

This place was made by God—a single upright stone standing on wide open ground under a high midday sky, no building in sight

Opening Address Good morning, and grace and peace to you. Today’s Gradual says six words about the room you are standing in, whatever room that is: this place was made by God. It says it about a Roman basilica and it says it about a borrowed upstairs room with a kettle in the corner, in […]

Sunday Mass: November 16, 2025 | Thoughts of Peace

Thoughts of peace — a dusty road running out through an open town gate at midday between low stone walls

Opening Address Bloom’s Sunday Mass, and the Church opens this one by telling you what God is thinking about you: I think thoughts of peace, and not of affliction. We offer this Mass in the Independent Catholic tradition—not affiliated with or recognized by the Roman Catholic Church, but standing in the same Roman Rite, held […]

Daily Offering: November 1, 2025 | Which No Man Could Number

Which no man could number — an immense midday meadow of countless small white flowers running to the horizon

Opening Address Let us all rejoice in the Lord, celebrating a feast day in honour of all the Saints. All of them. One morning, one Mass, and a congregation which no man could number. Beloved, grace and peace to you this Saturday, however you have come to be reading: certain, unravelling, or trying the first […]