SingTheHours

🎙️ Just dropped. The Catholic Church says one prayer literally saves the world. It's in the official rubrics. Paul Rose @SingTheHours built a podcast around that fact. 700K listeners/month. Find out what most Catholics are missing.

@MD_EpeeFencer Definitely not. Here's her artist page: open.spotify.com/artist/6nT324H…

@SingTheHours I like your sisters new tracks. I was scrolling through and Amazon Music shows some interesting Music under the artist ANTONINA. Is all of that her? music.amazon.com/artists/B0CTGG…

Singing in the Liturgy of the Hours is not to be regarded as something merely ornamental or extrinsic to prayer. It springs from the depths of the person praying and praising God, and fully and perfectly reveals the communal character of Christian worship. General Instruction on the Liturgy of the Hours 270

@AntonioCaruzo_ I love it. Bilbo looks so cute

@SingTheHours I heard you were reading LOTR. I just finished it myself last month. Thought you might like seeing a different take on Gollum by the creator of the Moomins. blackgate.com/2025/05/28/the…

The Monastic Life on Life Support youtube.com/live/S9qICwe6w…

Pray the Office of Terce. Live now. youtube.com/live/nAMhhU5QV…

Live, chanted Office of Readings happening at 10 am PT, 1 pm ET. youtube.com/live/e3gIsN5lT…

@theglimmerverse Thank you for your kind words, Theodora. Can't claim to be a saint, but I do pray that God is glorified by my song and yours.

Paul Rose's voice clothes the Liturgy of the Hours in living chant-clear, real, Spirit-filled. Paul is a saint for our time in sacred song. His gift deepens prayer, drawing the Holy Spirit near. Pray with him: @SingTheHours youtu.be/NLsMK1vz5ZA?si…

Live, chanted Office of Readings happening now. Take a prayer break with us. Paul will open with the chanted office. youtube.com/live/Nyu9mgp-7…

There are a few stops on our California pilgrimage that will be open to the public. Join us in LA or Santa Barbara.

Live Office Hours Happening Now. We're talking chant, sparkling water, and pilgrimages youtube.com/live/MslY1xkZm…

Behind the scenes of the editing grind. youtube.com/live/Dvc-pGJh8…

@rickf34 So glad you found us. Thank you for praying along.

@SingTheHours Stumbled on your podcast to pray the liturgy of the hours as I was driving and was late to work. What a blessing! Unbelievably beautiful and prayerful. Thank you for using your immense talents in this ministry! 🙏

Psalm 45 is the most Marian Psalm, and we get to chant it during Vespers tonight. substack.com/profile/182018…

Sing the Hours is live. Come pray an office with Paul youtube.com/live/6IA8b6s4N…

@SecretFire79 The liturgy they used to do in Jerusalem as a whole city is wild. I don't think the bishop ever slept.

In the year 381, a woman set out alone to walk across continents, kept a detailed travel diary, and accidentally preserved a piece of Christianity that would have been lost forever🇻🇦 Her name was Egeria, and she did something almost unthinkable for women of her time: she left home and didn't come back for years. This was the 4th century, barely three generations after Christianity became legal in the Roman Empire. The faith was still young, still forming its identity, still figuring out how to practice and preserve its sacred traditions. Most women lived their entire lives within a few miles of where they were born, their world bounded by family, household duties, and the expectations of a society that didn't trust women to wander, think independently, or speak with authority. Egeria looked at those boundaries and walked right past them. We don't know exactly where she came from, somewhere in the far western reaches of the Roman Empire, possibly Gaul or the Iberian Peninsula, thousands of miles from Jerusalem. We don't know if she was wealthy, though she must have had resources to undertake such a journey. We don't know if she was a nun, though the sisters she wrote to suggest some kind of religious community. What we do know is this: she wanted to see the places where faith was born, and nothing was going to stop her. So she set out on foot, walking, riding donkeys, joining caravans, navigating languages she didn't speak and landscapes that could kill the unprepared. She traveled through regions that today would include Turkey, Syria, Egypt, and the Holy Land. She climbed mountains, crossed deserts, navigated political boundaries and cultural divides. And everywhere she went, she wrote. Egeria didn't just scribble quick notes. She wrote detailed, vivid letters to the women she'd left behind, women she called her "venerable sisters," who shared her spiritual hunger but couldn't make the journey themselves. She became their eyes and ears, describing everything with the enthusiasm of someone who can't believe what she's seeing and desperately wants to share it. She walked the routes Moses took. She stood on Mount Sinai where tradition said God gave the Ten Commandments. She visited the sites where biblical events unfolded, measuring scripture against geography, matching ancient stories to real stone and soil. For Egeria, this wasn't tourism, it was a kind of communion, a way of touching the sacred by walking where the sacred had been. But here's what makes her writing truly extraordinary: she didn't just describe landscapes. She documented how early Christians actually practiced their faith. In Jerusalem, she observed liturgical services in meticulous detail, what prayers were said, what psalms were sung, when people gathered, how they moved through sacred spaces. She described Easter week celebrations, baptism rituals, the daily rhythms of monastic life. She noted which biblical passages were read on which days, how pilgrims were welcomed, how local communities supported travelers. She was writing for an audience of women who wanted to understand, to visualize, to participate from afar. So she included everything: the texture of worship, the hospitality of monks and bishops, the diversity of languages she encountered, the physical challenge of climbing sacred mountains. What she didn't realize was that she was creating something historians would desperately need 1,600 years later. The manuscript survived centuries in fragments, copied and recopied by scribes who recognized its value even if they didn't fully understand it. Then it disappeared. For over a thousand years, Egeria's voice was silent, her journey forgotten, her observations lost. Until 1884.

#PopeLeoXIV: "There is no past so ruined, no history so compromised that it cannot be touched by God's mercy. ... No place is too far away, no heart is too closed, no tomb too tightly sealed for his love."

@OldHollowTree This one. Are you hand making these?

Which of these mugs is the best? I did a test run of 24 each but need to commit to more. What do you think?