Opera to Street Choir . . . in a week – and Taize, Gospel and Mozart Mass coming up before Christmas. There’s so much more than ‘Sunday Mass’ attracting people to St Canice’s in Elizabeth Bay here in Sydney. TAIZÉ AT ST CANICE’S Brother
Opera to Street Choir . . . in a week – and Taize, Gospel and Mozart Mass coming up before Christmas. There’s so much more than ‘Sunday Mass’ attracting people to St Canice’s in Elizabeth Bay here in Sydney. TAIZÉ AT ST CANICE’S Brother
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Our Advent Discussion group has been meeting over the past four Sundays to discuss the life of Etty. We started out by reading a foreword to Etty’s book written by Archbishop Rowan Williams. He wrote that Etty’s diaries offer ‘exceptional witness to the dawning of God in someone’s consciousness’. But,
The logic is simple for Rob Caslick, founder of the Inside Out Organic Soup Kitchen in Sydney’s east. The most nutritious and healthy food should be eaten by those who need it most: the homeless and needy. On Wednesday, 15 volunteers served 70 marginalised people prime cuts of lamb and
Regular guests at our ‘Care’ group’s Wednesday night dinner at St Canice’s Kitchen swell to seventy tonight to come and enjoy an end of year Christmas Dinner. Organic Lamb turning on a spit over burning coals is a feast for the eyes and the tender slices of the beautifully cooked
ETTY’S WAY!!! Learning to Shake the Hand that Holds the Hypodermic Learning to die well may be one of life’s great achievements. Even animals will sometimes display the art – through some wondrous instinct, I guess. I saw this once with a fifteen-year-old Labrador we had – named ‘Shane’. He
Rejoice! On this Gaudete Sunday, Parishioners and guests of St Canice’s in Elizabeth Bay Sydney gathered to give thanks for the year and for our Parish Renewal Process with a special celebration Advent Mass. Our Cantor, Pascal and Organist Christine chose Ceremonial Music by Mozart, Haydn and Schubert to suit the
It is unsettling to realize that at least a part of Etty’s ‘world’ was my world too. When she and her family and so many other Jewish people were dying at Auschwitz in 1943, my secondary schooling was beginning modestly in Sydney. All too obviously, our respective wars, hers and