Ryanne Molinari

Writer. Musician. Worshiper.

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April 8, 2023

Holy Saturday 2023

I wrote a poem for Holy Saturday 2022 and it was a great creative and spiritual activity, so here’s a poem for this year: The Light of the World has been dimmed but still I rise to switch on the lamp, open the shades, let in the sun —and wait The Bread of Life has… Continue reading

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April 4, 2021

An Easter Rehearsal

I know my feet are prone to slip, unsure, So I play it again: Alleluia. And I know my hands may strike without measure, So I play it once more: Alleluia. But, worst, I know my heart is yet impure, So I pray it again: Alleluia, Amen. The organist and choristers know well The rehearsed… Continue reading

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I’ve been enjoying writing my own little introductions to hymns, transposing theological concepts into musical ones. Today, for Pentecost Sunday, I used imitation between voices (passing the melody from key to key) to represent the gospel being proclaimed by diverse tongues, tribes, and nations.

The reasons behind my facial expression part 2/2

The reasons behind my facial expression part 1/2

From my most recent article on #FruitfulWorship 🎤

Who’s down for “Anne girl summer”? Let’s plant flowers, memorize poetry, and walk through the woodlands. ✨

Loved improvising this introduction for “Up Through Endless Ranks of Angels” 😍 Happy Ascension Sunday! Christ goes to prepare a place for us.

My job is weird part #whoevenknowsanymore

When we first met, we bonded over not knowing what to do with ourselves at weddings. Now, we still don’t know what to do at receptions but at least we don’t know together. 😂

It’s official: I need to stick to black coffee. 😂 But isn’t it gorgeous here? Loving the sunshine after a long Iowan winter.