He's really topped himself. Someone please, pat him on the arm and say, yes, yes, dear, of course you're right, communion on the tongue is the sign of the Apocalypse, let's just watch that nice Mr Matlock, shall we? while I go get you some jello and your little pills.
Fred Moleck wants to call our attention to:
a picture of Pope Benedict XVI in a style of chasuble that hasn’t been seen this side of Vatican II other than by some Tridentine diehards.Can someone explain to me the moral or theological significance of chasuble shape? Why all the passion, and in this case, a kind of contempt for that which is not ones personal preference? (And who does he expect to believe the nonsense that Vatican II rid us of tacky polyester vestments? That's just a bald-faced, or is it bold-faced? lie...)
The fiddleback chasuble was the first to go among the pioneers of liturgical reforms. Graceful conical chasubles were constructed to replace them, which fit over the head of the presider and draped around the shoulders, resting gracefully on the forearms.
The material was usually of natural fibers, not polyester. Again, a move to authentic craft worthy for liturgical use was important to the reformers....
The ritual was freed of overstatement by liturgical trappings....
Seeing the picture of Pope Benedict XVI in a fiddleback chasuble is a little frightening, especially when one realizes that he celebrated Epiphany Mass in the Sistine Chapel facing the east, or in common language, with his back to the people.
I remember another photo Rocco ran after the feast of Corpus Christ of a man and woman receiving Holy Communion on the tongue while kneeling on two kneelers....
“Holy Hours” are replacing the church’s evening prayer.
I can only reflect on the passage from Luke’s gospel, 12:54–56.Then he turned to the crowd: “When you see clouds coming in from the west, you say, ‘Storm’s coming’—and you’re right. And when the wind comes out of the south, you say, ‘This’ll be a hot one’—and you’re right. Frauds! You know how to tell a change in the weather, so don’t tell me you can’t tell a change in the season, the God-season we’re in right now.
When someone starts expressing hatred, contempt or fear of a perfectly respectable liturgical usage of long standing it makes me question not the hated or feared usage, but the ulterior motives of the hater.