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		<title>Diving Back Into the Water</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2026 08:48:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s a story of an Australian swimmer who, as a teenager, reached the very top of his sport — school, region, state, then the green and gold at both the Commonwealth Games and the Olympics. And then, not long after that Olympic high, an injury took the shine off it all. Life got busy, work [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Say it outloud</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 24 Aug 2026 09:51:59 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Season of Growth]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[A mother recently shared how startled she was when her daughter turned to her on the drive home from school and asked, &#8220;Mum, do you really believe in all this Jesus business?&#8221; It is a poignant, inescapable question that every believer must eventually confront: who is Jesus to us, really? When Jesus posed this exact [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Sliding Along the Pew</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2026 11:12:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Preached on the Twentieth Sunday in Ordinary Time, this homily opens with a story of a refugee family in Campbelltown who felt truly welcomed in Australia for the first time when a stranger slid along a pew and patted the seat beside her. That gesture frames a reading of Isaiah&#8217;s vision of a house of [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>The First Blossom of Spring</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2026 00:50:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Driving around in the middle of August, you notice how unevenly winter is loosening its grip. Some trees are still completely bare, without a hint of bud or leaf. Others, though, are already blossoming — a couple of wattle trees on the grounds of the school have burst into full, golden flower while everything around [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279979</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>No Shrine, No Tomb</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2026 00:47:17 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Solemnity]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[What Mary&#8217;s Empty Grave Tells Us There&#8217;s a small but telling detail worth sitting with on this feast: nowhere in the world is there a shrine claiming to hold the body of Mary. Saints have tombs. Their relics are venerated, their resting places become places of pilgrimage. But not Mary. There is no site, no [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Finding God in the Storm</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 09 Aug 2026 10:25:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Disciples]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Elijah]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Faith]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Listen]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Peter]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Silence]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Storms]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Trust]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Water]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Reflecting on Matthew&#8217;s account of Jesus walking on water and Peter&#8217;s attempt to join him, this homily draws on a memory of driving through a violent storm near the Brindabellas to explore what it means to face fear and uncertainty without losing sight of God&#8217;s presence. It contrasts our tendency to look for God in [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279938</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>More than enough</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Aug 2026 10:27:30 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Season of Growth]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Year A]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Bread]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Grace]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[The multiplication of the loaves and fishes is a familiar story, yet the physical miracle of turning a few loaves into a feast for thousands is perhaps the least surprising element of the narrative. Throughout our lives, many of us have witnessed quiet glimpses of divine providence—times in soup kitchens or community outreach centers where [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Planned for Glory</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2026 08:58:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Community]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Glory]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Offering]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Romans]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[St Paul]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Foreknown, Loved, and Transformed: Walking the Golden Chain of Grace Imagine waiting seven long years for something your heart desperately desires. For a couple named Mark and Liz, those seven years were defined by endless medical appointments, fertility clinics, careful tracking, and the quiet weight of anxiety. When news of a pregnancy finally arrived, joy [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
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		<title>Patient with weeds</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2026 04:44:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Grace]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[A friend once told me about a parish that found itself in a genuinely dangerous situation. A large group of parishioners had begun agitating against the leadership team and the parish council, support for them was growing, and factions were starting to form. So the parish gathered everyone together to discern what to do about [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279893</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Sowing with Abundance</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 12 Jul 2026 10:26:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Growth]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Trust]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Growing up in the dairy country of the Bega Valley, in a place called Brogo, meant living closely connected to the rhythm of the land. While only a few farms down by the river ever attempted to grow commercial crops, most families settled for maintaining a substantial backyard veggie patch. In a household of seven [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279887</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Laying It Down</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jul 2026 10:23:09 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Year A]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Condemnation]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Disciples]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Growth]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Journey]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Law]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mission]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[There is a distinct and familiar imagery in watching a young child head off on their first ever school camp, completely dwarfed by a monstrous backpack. They stumble along the footpath, practically buckling under the weight of excessive clothing and various items they stubbornly deemed essential for a single overnight trip. When a well-meaning adult [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279853</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Making Room for Grace</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2026 09:56:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There is something quietly powerful about the person in a parish community who notices others. You know the kind: the one who cannot bear to see someone sitting alone, who crosses the room with a warm smile, perhaps carrying a cup of tea, and who asks not just “How are you?” but “How are you [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Courage and Presence</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2026 11:28:57 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Year A]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Courage]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Grace]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Prayer]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Presence]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Storms]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Storms, Companions, and the God Who Stays Drawing on a childhood memory of a storm-frightened farm dog, Fr Richard reflects on this Sunday&#8217;s readings — Jeremiah&#8217;s lament, Paul&#8217;s letter to the Romans, and Jesus sending out the Twelve — to explore how God meets our fear not with empty reassurance but with presence, companionship, and [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279836</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Compassion and Commission</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/compassion-and-commission/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Jun 2026 02:42:39 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Year A]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Compassion]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Disciples]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Mission]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Shepherd]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[From Apprentices to Apostles: Carrying Divine Compassion into the Peak Hour Crowd If you have ever stood on a crowded railway platform during the morning peak hour, watched the brake lights crawl along the M5 after a long day in town, or navigated the afternoon frustration of Narellan Road, you have seen the exact crowd [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279824</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Bread Enough</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/bread-enough/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2026 02:40:59 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Solemnity]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Year A]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Blood]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Body]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Bread]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Community]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Eucharist]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Gratitude]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[A story was told of a mother arriving at a refugee camp in Lebanon after walking for two weeks with her three young children. When an aid worker finally gave her a simple meal of bread and rice, she held the bread for a moment and said she never knew if she would eat bread [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279792</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Plunging into Divine Love</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/plunging-into-divine-love/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 11:59:15 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Solemnity]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Year A]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Desire]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Father]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Even as the weather turns distinctly chilly, a memory from the height of summer can offer us a profound spiritual insight. Picture a local swimming pool on a scorching hot afternoon, alive with the sound of children laughing, splashing, and diving straight into the deep end without a second thought. Off to the side, however, [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Southerly Buster</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 May 2026 03:31:52 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Easter]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Solemnity]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Waiting]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Any Sydney-sider knows the feeling. It&#8217;s the middle of a long, sweltering afternoon, the power has cut out, the air conditioning is dead, and everything feels close and compressed around you. All you can do is wait and hope. Then, almost imperceptibly at first, something shifts. The trees begin to sway, the windows rattle in [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279766</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Awkward Living Bones</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/awkward-living-bones/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2026 11:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Easter]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Solemnity]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Acts]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Breath]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Community]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Exile]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Holy]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jerusalem]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[From Dry Bones to Pentecost People: The Spirit Who Speaks Every Language Beginning with a self-deprecating confession about being naturally awkward, this Pentecost homily weaves together the Tower of Babel, Ezekiel&#8217;s valley of dry bones, the giving of the Law at Sinai, and the coming of the Spirit at Pentecost into a single, hope-filled story. [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279768</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Super Bones</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/super-bones/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2026 10:54:36 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Easter]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Community]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Identity]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jerusalem]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Pentecost]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s a particular kind of awkwardness that settles over a room full of people who don&#8217;t quite know each other yet. You&#8217;ve probably felt it — that moment at a parish gathering or community meeting where everyone is technically in the same space but not yet with one another. Someone needs to break the ice. [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279762</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Absence and Mission</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/absence-and-mission/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2026 02:40:11 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Easter]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Ascension]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Beyond the Departure Gates: Finding the Ascended Christ in Our Own Backyard If you have ever spent time in the departure terminal at Sydney Airport—particularly the international terminal—you know the exact emotional climate of that space. It is a place thick with human drama. You can stand there and watch life unfold in a series [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279747</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>You Are Not Alone</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2026 05:06:29 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Easter]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Call]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Holy Spirit]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Waiting]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[The Promise of the Paraclete Summary: Drawing on the eve of Jesus&#8217;s crucifixion and Philip&#8217;s bold mission to Samaria, this homily reflects on the Holy Spirit as the paracletos — the one who draws alongside us in our loneliness and loss. As Pentecost approaches, we are invited to open ourselves to the Spirit&#8217;s presence and [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>Finding Our Way</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2026 02:04:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Recalculating: Finding Our Way as Living Stones This homily draws a parallel between the physical disorientation of navigating newly built suburbs with Google Maps and the spiritual confusion the disciples felt at the Last Supper. Just as Jesus answered Thomas’s uncertainty by declaring himself &#8220;the way, the truth, and the life,&#8221; he offers us ultimate [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>The Voice We Follow</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2026 08:59:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There is something quietly humbling about being compared to a sheep. They are not exactly the most glamorous of creatures — a little clueless, a little helpless, entirely dependent on someone else to keep them alive. Unlike cattle, horses, or goats, sheep simply cannot go feral. Without human care, they do not survive. Their wool [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279702</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Our own hope</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/our-own-hope/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2026 04:30:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Some weeks bring with them a weight that words struggle to carry. A brief text message about a broken relationship. A hospital room where parents sit in silence beside unbearable loss. These moments remind us how fragile hope can be, and how quickly it can be taken from us. Most of us know that place. [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279683</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Behind Locked Doors</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/behind-locked-doors/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2026 09:16:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The early days of the pandemic taught us something about distance. We learned how quickly instinctive compassion could be interrupted by fear, how easily we could freeze when invisible lines suddenly mattered more than human need. A dropped bag of groceries became a moment of uncertainty. Do I help, or do I step back? That [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279671</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Before Dawn Breaks</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/before-dawn-breaks/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2026 04:16:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Gratitude]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Transformation]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[There is a particular moment at the beginning of the day that feels almost suspended in time. It is neither night nor morning, neither dark nor fully illuminated. Shapes emerge slowly, outlines become clearer, and you sense that something is about to change, even though it has not yet done so. It is a gentle [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279663</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>A Light That Leads Us Home</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/a-light-that-leads-us-home/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2026 04:03:47 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There is something deeply human about watching a small light shine against a gathering darkness. It captures our attention instinctively, almost tenderly, because it speaks to something we recognise within ourselves. A simple moment—a child watching a glowing kite rise into the evening sky—becomes a quiet parable of faith. What was once frustrating suddenly becomes [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279653</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>When the Church Falls Silent</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/when-the-church-falls-silent/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2026 07:54:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Bringing Our Burdens to the Cross If you’ve ever walked into an emergency department, you’ll recognise the strange sameness of it. It doesn’t matter whether it’s midday with the sun blazing outside or three in the morning with the streets empty and silent. The atmosphere is often the same: a room full of people waiting. [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279648</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Passion and Community</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/passion-and-community/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Mar 2026 09:35:51 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Lent]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Hope]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Palm Sunday]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Holy Week: From Worldly Power to the Way of Jesus Recently, while taking one of my regular walks through our neighborhood parklands, I paused to watch a group of young people playing basketball. It was fascinating to see them gathered on the old, weathered asphalt courts near the swimming pool, despite the shiny new courts [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279641</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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		<title>Lazarus, Death, and Community</title>
		<link>https://rmhealey.com/lazarus-death-and-community/</link>
		
		
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2026 04:48:15 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Lent]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Death]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[Walking among graves between services, you learn to read the language of stone. Every headstone speaks in its own accent—dates and names and carved symbols trying to make sense of what refuses to be domesticated: death. Across Sydney’s cemeteries the differences are striking, yet the ache is the same. There is a pull to tidy [&#8230;]]]></description>
		
		
		
		<post-id xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">279630</post-id>	<dc:creator>richard@rmhealey.com (Fr Richard Healey)</dc:creator></item>
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