Prayers for Community in a Time of Pandemic – Corrymeela

2020-04-01T11:11:43-07:00April 1st, 2020|

Corrymeela is a community in Northern Ireland that works for reconciliation between Catholics and Protestants.  Their resources are well worth exploring; you can find beautiful poems and prayers for a community in a time of crisis, pertaining to the COVID-19 pandemic which has touched us all, one way or another.

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Candles of Hope

2020-03-26T16:06:16-07:00March 26th, 2020|

An open explanation for why the 5-candle candelabra on our railing. This tradition is from the East coast of Canada. We have travelled to Newfoundland and Labrador many times over the last 15 years and we learned this tradition from the local people.

In years past the fishermen of the many coastal communities would be out on the ocean and sometimes get caught in the thick, cold North Atlantic fog. The women were left back at the house to tend to the chores and families. It was when the fog rolled in that those in the homes along the shoreline placed candles in the window facing the ocean so that the fishermen could see the amber lights through the fog and know that there was hope to reach the rugged shoreline.

Lucy and I hope that as we navigate this unprecedented “fog” you will see our lights of hope and know that there is hope as we each do our part to get through this safely and with continued health.

With affection and gratitude,

Thomas and Lucy Baerg

This Is Just To Say by Tom Cull

2020-03-26T15:38:52-07:00March 26th, 2020|

I have eaten
the peanuts
and potato chips
and canned oysters
and trail mix
and rice crackers
and dark chocolate
and chocolate chips
that were in the pantry 

and which 
you were probably 
for apocalypse 

Forgive me
they were delicious
and it was late
and I was bored 


2020-03-23T05:48:45-07:00March 23rd, 2020|

By Br. Richard Hendrick, priest-friar of the Irish branch of the Capuchin Franciscan Order

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Words, poetic and prose, of Thomas Moore

2020-03-20T05:55:51-07:00March 20th, 2020|

‘Though dark are our sorrows, today we’ll forget them,
And smile through our tears, like a sunbeam in showers:
There never were hearts
More form’d to be grateful and blest than ours.’

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