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Machines. Mercy. Meaning.
In the long, measured hours of dialysis, I began to notice how healing is carried not only by machines and medicine, but by the people who sit beside us, the families who steady us, and the landscape we carry within. This hymn‑poem grew from that stillness—a way of naming the courage found in ordinary care,… Continue reading
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Rise. Renew. Forgive.
A reflection and a new hymn based on Baruch 1.15 – 2.10 and Matthew 20.1-16 rooted in the landscape of the Irish midlands. Continue reading
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Star. Blackthorn. Light.
On this Epiphany morning—Nollaig na mBan—we gather around quiet revelations: frost on bog cotton, bare branches holding promise, and the steady light that guides us home. A new hymn rises from the Irish landscape, blessing the unseen, the faithful, and the radiant Christ who meets us in every dawn. Continue reading
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Star. Street. Sanctuary.
Star-led paths. Hidden gifts. A healing touch. On the twelfth day, we remember those who walk differently, pray deeply, and offer mercy in quiet ways. A hymn for the ones who follow light others miss—and for the saint who welcomed them. Continue reading
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Language. Matters. Always.
Worship isn’t a slogan. It’s a rhythm of truth. Christians worship the Triune God — not instead of creation, not against people, but through love that holds all things together. When language gets loud, clarity matters more than ever. Continue reading
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Heron. Curlew. Peace.
On 2 January, the Church of Ireland keeps the feast of Saint Munchin, the quiet yet foundational patron of Limerick. His memory is woven not through dramatic miracles or grand gestures, but through the slow, faithful shaping of community—hospitality offered without fuss, prayer built into the very stones of his dwelling, and a deep attentiveness Continue reading
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Sorrow. Mercy. Peace.
One star. One silence. One prayer. On the fourth day of Christmas, we remember the Holy Innocents — children lost to violence, grief held in the heart of the season. This hymn is a quiet offering: a song for mercy, healing, and the fragile hope that still flickers in the dark. Continue reading
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Shift. Grace. Arrival.
A quiet reflection for a day shifted out of rhythm—when plans move, the centre wavers, and yet presence meets you exactly where you are. In the midst of a rearranged moment, a promise settles close. Continue reading
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Wisdom. Hidden. Tradition.
A cryptic note in the Prayer Book calendar whispers of O Sapientia. Without the story, it slips past unnoticed. Yet here, at Advent’s threshold, Wisdom speaks—ordering all things sweetly, inviting us to pause and learn the way of prudence. Continue reading
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Feast. Joy. Song.
On Gaudete Sunday, the rose candle glows as Isaiah’s feast, Mary’s song, and Christ’s assurance weave together—joy breaking into waiting, light shining within the shadows. Continue reading
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