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, […]
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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 Oil in their vessels—four words that separate one half of today’s Gospel from the other half, and they’re worth carrying into this morning before anything else is said. Beloved, grace and peace to you: however you arrive here, tired or hopeful, certain or doubting, welcomed elsewhere or shut out elsewhere. Bloom is not […]
Opening Address Lamps burning in your hands — that’s the specific image Christ gives for the kind of waiting He actually wants from us, and it’s worth carrying into this morning before anything else is said. Beloved, grace and peace to you: however you arrive here, tired or hopeful, certain or doubting, welcomed elsewhere or […]
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 […]




