This is the space between all life and death,
Between his final cry and second-first breath;
The stillness between singing and applause,
Between the reign of love and rule of laws.
The space before the church door is unlocked,
Before the stone is rolled, the grave is rocked.
The stretching shadow’s still beneath the cross,
The stretch of time when all gain still seems loss.
This emptiness is a fullness we forsake,
A holy silence we are ever swift to break.
Our mourning fails to endure through the night
As our joy rises with a day too early’s light.
We rush to tomorrow’s tomb as we forget
That we, too, live in the already but not yet.
Hello and welcome! I don’t love that I my name is also my website because I always thought that being a writer was about muttering to myself in the artistic anonymity of a dark corner, but here we are in this year of our Lord 2023.
So who am I? Instagram wanted me to select “what” I am and gave me a set of limited options: artist, writer, blogger, or musician. The reality, though, is that I am a human person, not an internet personality. I am not a “what” but a “who,” with an eclectic and evolving set of passions. Just when you think you know what to expect from me, I’ll probably surprise you. (Getting used to articles on worship music? SURPRISE: spooky short story! Expecting another theological sonnet? SURPRISE: a random musing on my fascination with Bigfoot.)
I’m going to organize my website so that it is easy to navigate and simple to find the content that you find the most interesting. However, because I am a collaborative pianist, worship director, pastor’s wife, speaker, and writer of all genres, there’s a good chance you’ll stumble upon writing that falls beyond your usual reading material…and that’s okay.
I’m so glad you’re here, and I look forward to sharing my work with you!
Ryanne Molinari 
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