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Wednesday, 8 July 2009

First, Letterman, then Jeffrey Tucker, and now...

... His Holiness.

That's right, all the greats, righteously angry, (I'm not angry, I just disappointed, we emotionally manipulative types would say,) at the unduly greedy assertion of intellectual property rights:
On the part of rich countries there is excessive zeal for protecting knowledge through an unduly rigid assertion of the right to intellectual property, especially in the field of health care.
And not just in health care -- sacred texts.
And comic routines involving Larry Bud Melman.

Tuesday, 7 July 2009

A Prayer for Priests

Don't get me wrong, I am overjoyed...okay, joyed that the is The Year of the Priest, I am happy to pray for priests, I am eager to pray for vocations for more priests, and very grateful for the priests we have. (Yes -- ALL of them, and believe me I have encountered quite a range of them over the past three weeks, from cardinal to newly ordained, from punctilious to careless, from grim to giddy, from paragon to whaaaa?)
But we, as is our wont, have come up with a long-term substitute collect, an additional oration, or something, which means we now being led at every Mass in a prayer that goes something like, "Heavenly Father, we thank You for the gift of our priests..." BY a priest.
It just strikes me as a tudge unseemly.
I mean, I think you're God's gift, but even if you have a similarly high opinion of yourself, ought you to be saying so?
It could have been so easily fixed, "we thank you for the gift of the priesthood."

Maybe it's just me...

Here we go 'round the mulberry bush....

Or, more precisely, the mulberry TREE.
It is a luscious, luscious thing, a fresh-picked mulberry.
The summer after we moved here there was this shrubby, stumpy thing with dark fruit on it, on our property backing onto the ally.
I conjectured that it was something edible and Himself, terrified that I would poison myself, begged me to promise not to eat of the fruit of the tree, which I of course did.
Promised, I mean, not ate.

It grew into a tree, and jealous of the birds and squirrels who seemed to be enjoying its bounty, I did a little cursory research on line and decided it was a mulberry, but Himself was having none of it and would not release me from my promise.
Some friends told us that they were pretty sure it was edible, but since they didn't claim to know what it was, he still refused.
It grew tall enough one year that it was threatening the cable and phone, so we cut it back ruthlessly, and a neighbor, walking by lamented that he would not be able to help himself to our berries as he always had.

Okay, NOW will you release me from my promise?
Oh, maybe, but that year there was no fruit.
And the next, I was away or infirm or crippled with eczema the entire picking season.

So this year, when I came home from the Colloquium, there was all that succulent goodness taunting me -- okay, it was the d***** squirrels that were taunting me, they've also snatched every single cherry tomato the moment it had even a hint of a blush of color on it -- I am going to declare war! ButIDigress....
Anyway, I reminded him of our conversationS of previous years, and he gave in, with a proviso,
Don't try serving them to me!

I love not having to share ;oP

Monday, 6 July 2009

"We think that saints are very rare...."

A beautiful tribute to a priest who has recently passed on to his reward, (there is a surprising liturgical aspect to this Jesuit's legacy, and so tribute is also paid to the evangelical and catechetical power of a reverently celebrated Eucharist):[emphasis and comments supplied ]
There are many unrecognized men and women of holiness around us each day.....

[whose] surrender to God's love was so generous...

In recent days, we laid one such man to rest. A man who exemplified holiness, demonstrated an intimate love of God, and was a model for each of us to follow to salvation.

Born May 9, 1929 in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, Father Thomas Mulvihill King, SJ, returned home after a sudden heart attack in his campus residence at Georgetown University on June 23. He was 80....

King understood that to be a true Christian, he could not just live the life of Christ, but he must bring others to Christ as well. For 40 years, Father King offered Mass in Dahlgren Chapel at 11:15 pm six nights a week for Georgetown’s students, faculty and staff.

King once said that said the 11:15 p.m. Mass was a good match for his night owl tendencies: “I’ve always been a late-night person, so I just decided I’d say Mass then because it fit into my day, and it also turned out to be a good student hour as well.” A comment rife with humility, as was Tom.

For 21 years he lived among the students in the dorms, continually serving as a mentor, a friend, and a confessor. ...

The thousands of students whose lives he touched over the years are better men and women as a result. His inspiration and model led countless men to enter the priesthood and women to enter the convent; his love of scholarship and his approach to Truth provided a guide for countless students to become professors; his love for life and all God’s creations molded the worldviews of so many who became physicians; and his undaunted courage and strength for all that is just and right guided so many – me included – who fight for justice thanks to Tom.

For those of us born and reared after the Second Vatican Council, Tom’s 11:15 pm Mass introduced us to a beauty and majesty of the liturgy with which we were not previously familiar. Dahlgren Chapel shrouded in darkness, the multitude of candles around and on the chapel provided the only light for the Mass. Reminiscent of the Breaking of the Bread in the catacombs of the early Church, the darkness provided a sanctuary of hope centered on the Sacrifice of the Mass. His sanctified fingers barely touching the holy altar and only handling the Body of Christ when required, Father King’s gentle and respectful treatment of the Eucharist taught us all how to respect the True Presence of Christ. We were taught to be mindful that in our presence was The Presence, the King of Kings, and we should act appropriately and with the respect He deserves and requires.

While never breaching from the Magisterium on the celebration of the Mass, Father King incorporated elements of the Tridentine Mass (the one performed for over a millennium before the “reforms” of the Second Vatican Council) into his service. Most importantly, Father King included the Last Gospel, so named because it is part of the concluding rite of the Tridentine mass.

The Last Gospel is the passage from the Gospel according to St. John in chapter i, verses 1 to 14 inclusive, where Jesus is described as The Logos, The Word.

In the Tridentine Mass – and the 11:15 pm in Dahlgren – immediately, after the blessing, the priest goes to the Gospel side of the altar. He begins with the Dominus vobiscum (“The Lord be with you”) as at the proclamation of the Gospel of the Mass.

At the words Et Verbum caro factum est (And the Word became flesh), Father King, like the priests of history, genuflects.

The text of the Gospel is perhaps best known for its opening lines: “In principio erat Verbum, et Verbum erat apud Deum, et Deus erat Verbum...” (“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God...”)

Thanks to Father Thomas M. King, SJ, we not only learned the history of the Mass, the meaning of the Scriptures and the strength required to be of God, but we also learned that sacrifice is not sacrificial, [not quite sure what is meant by the author there...] that there is courage in quiet, and that a smile and a gentle word could be the Word.

The Blood of the Covenant

From the Holy Father's Angelus address yesterday -
Dear Brothers and Sisters,

In our continuing catechesis on Saint Paul, we now consider his teaching on faith and works in the process of our justification.
Paul insists that we are justified by faith in Christ, and not by any merit of our own.
Yet he also emphasizes the relationship between faith and those works which are the fruit of the Holy Spirit’s presence and action within us.
The first gift of the Spirit is love, the love of the Father and the Son poured into our hearts (cf. Rom 5:5).
Our sharing in the love of Christ leads us to live no longer for ourselves, but for him (cf. 2 Cor 5:14-15); it makes us a new creation (cf. 2 Cor 5:17) and members of his Body, the Church. Faith thus works through love (cf. Gal 5:6).
Consequently, there is no contradiction between what Saint Paul teaches and what Saint James teaches regarding the relationship between justifying faith and the fruit which it bears in good works.

Rather, there is a different emphasis.

Redeemed by the precious blood of Christ, we are called to glorify him in our bodies (cf. 1 Cor 6:20), offering ourselves as a spiritual sacrifice pleasing to God. Justified by the gift of faith in Christ, we are called, as individuals and as a community, to treasure that gift and to let it bear rich fruit in the Spirit.
Redeemed by the precious blood of Christ, we are called to glorify him in our bodies...... isn't that beautiful?
Yes, our souls should magnify the Lord, but our bodies must as well, our entire beings.
(Yes, I know, that is a "duh" comment, just think of me as Jack Handy. I'm just trying to get it.)

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No, I did not say they would be serving chicken at Mass...

... I said "K of C."
I have a love/hate thing with the Knights.
Get'em out there, with their capes and swards and plumed hats, let's have an honor guard, better yet, let's have a procession, get'em out there!
But keep'em out of my loft -- I spend a half hour picking up after them if they join the regulars to sing.

But what actually provokes this reflection is my going through some old VCR tapes with an eye to weeding them out, and saving whatever I meant to when I originally put them aside.
Some oooooold tapes.
Benedict's apostolic trip to the US, f'rinstance. It is wonderful and sad to hear the pithy comments from the late Fr Richard Neuhaus. But I digress.

My real reaction to the last several hours of viewing and fast-forwarding is this -- Carl Anderson? Supreme Knight?
He might be said to function as the Layman-in-Chief for the US, no?
Anyway, it's difficult to square his erudition and spirituality with the guys who belong to the K of C because it's three blocks fewer to walk to than the Elks' bar...

Well, it takes all kinds.

Appropriately for Catholics -- they are an organization of Both/And.

Sunday, 5 July 2009

And I thought I was funny...

.... when I suggested musicians hang around outside one of Fr Scott Haynes training sessions for priests with hand-lettered cardboard signs that say, "Will chant for food..."


(h/t to thealways witty Carolina Cannonball)

I enjoy a good typo....

Despite Bernardin's public defense of the Catholic Church's refusal to ordain women,we learn from Unsworth that late in his life the cardinal had a change of heart. He told Sister Donna Quinn, a strong advocate of women's fights [emphasis supplied] ,"I personally favor the ordination of women," adding that "this is not the time."
At least, I think it's a typo.

Speaking of Fireworks

I love them, don't you?
I mean, who doesn't?
Who could quarrel with fireworks, helping someone put on a firework display?
It would be like being anti-puppy.
Or pro-death.

When I was younger, it was well-known that one neighborhood in New York had spectacular, spectacular Fourth of July aerial- and ground-work displays, all out of proportion with the size of the neighborhood and its general affluence.
This was accomplished through the good graces of a local boy who had made good.

Well, kinda good.

But the fireworks, and the generous picnic?
I mean, that's nice.
I don't think there would have been any problem working with him, do you? maybe even contributing? as long as you only helped with civic projects of such obvious virtue, so what that it freed up his other resources of money and man-power for... other projects?

Isn't that pretty much the rationale behind one of our American Shepherds warning us against "shadow boxing with friends"?



How difficult a concept it must be, that money is a fungible commodity....

There was an episode of Everybody Loves Raymond, where a Robert, after confessing to horrible money worries, you know, rent, bills, that sort of thing; is kindly lent $1000 by his brother, and just cannot understand why anyone should take it amiss that he immediately treats himself to Vegas, baby....

Bishop Robert Barrone --- has kind of a nice ring, don't you think?

There are some disadvantages...

... to living close to a state line.

Oh, sure, our taxes are considerably lower than they would be if our house were situated but 3/4 of a mile to the west, and yet I can reach the center of a great city in less time than can most of those who live within city limits on its northside.

And I can buy wine on Sunday by going one small block past my usual blue-law-bound grocery store, and yet save perhaps 30 cents a gallon on the gasoline needed to make the drive.

But to live in the first place off the interstate where one can legally purchase fireworks on the Fourth of July, and to try to get to sleep so as to be bright-eyed for early Mass when the 4th falls on a Saturday and ones discipline about forgoing one last conversation, argument, joke or paragraph and hitting the sack early enough is questionable under the bast of circumstances?

Not so much....

Out of the mouths of babes...

(Not that he is young, or infantile -- merely quite good looking.)

I came home between Masses and Himself was finishing up some of the NY Times before heading out to rehearsal -- I asked if he had read the article on religious services utilizing Twitter. He said he had barely begun it and set it aside for later.

I said, oh, so you didn't get as far as anonymous interlopers providing their own dialogue and commentary, in at least one case using crude language during the Passion on Good Friday?

Oh yes, I got to that.

How about the part where one of the ministers says that on the whole, the experiment was a success?

Really? he arches and eyebrow. What hole would that be?

"Let's do something to make our memorial of Christ suffering and death more... ya know, meaningful, like, ya know?

What a suprise.
Opening the presentation of the Passion to spontaneous remarks by any passing tweeter turns out NOT to be a way to turn up the W.Q of the service, it does not enhance the prayerfulness and or the drawing of the faithful into recollection of Good Friday.

No, it seems from the story that informality and unpredictability aren't positive values in enacting ritual. (Tiny Clue: the word "ritual" means established or prescribed procedures for a religious or other rite, observance of set forms.)

And yet, the service that is the hook for the New York Times article was considered a "success" by TPTB at venerable Trinity Episcopal.
[T]he Passion play experiment was considered a success despite the interloping characters. “If someone chooses to interact with us mischievously, that’s fine,” said the Rev. Canon Anne Mallonee, the church vicar. “The opposite of engagement is not mischief, but apathy.”
And what is the opposite of "sporadic"?
...“I’m a sporadic worshiper,” said Anne Libby, a management consultant in Manhattan who often follows the services on Twitter between occasional visits to Trinity.

The connection, however slender, has drawn her closer to the church community, she said. She has never tweeted back during a service. She does not always follow every word.
Other non-liturgical religious settings may profit more from Twittering:
Experts say there are many degrees of openness for religious groups tuning into social media. Some carefully restrict access and even require proof of membership. Others, like Westwinds Community Church in Jackson, Mich., do not. There, Twitter comments appear on monitors behind the pulpit during services. (Some recent tweets: “Nice shirt, pastor!” and “Jesus is a joke.”)
Yes, I can see how that sort of, er... acclamation, could lead to deeper relationship, and a more vibrant faith coommunity.

Saturday, 4 July 2009

Biased, much?

E E Evans has a very gentle fisking at GetReligion of the surprisingly dishonest Laurie Goodstein piece in the New York Times about the pending investigation of American Catholic communities of women religious (sisters, not nuns, by the way.)
Who do you think of when you hear the words “sweeping investigation?” And how about the word “inquisition?” Right. Let’s move on — the “oft-unsung” nuns who have adapted to the “modern” world seem to be the heroes of this story.

Part of the problem here is that you have a natural tension between the investigators, notably “apple-cheeked” and habited Mother Mary Clare Millea, and the nuns under investigation. Unless you already think “about time these nuns got their comeuppance,” or have been keeping up with the story of U.S. nuns, as a reader your sympathies are probably more likely to lie with those being “investigated.” The fact that Goodstein quotes liberal nuns in academia and a journalist with strong opinions (formerly a religion writer for the New York Times!) really doesn’t help.

What are the doctrinal issues? How come they don’t get discussed?

Where are the moderates — the nuns who feel called to life in the world, may or may not wear a habit, but aren’t universalists or even into Reiki?

Because yes, there are doctrinal issues.
And because yes, there are communities of sisters operating under false pretenses.
If you've "moved beyond Christ," if you don't hold unchanged and unchanging Catholic doctrine, stop representing yourself as Catholic.
Stop pretending.
There are plenty of non-Catholic groups with which you can affiliate yourself.
If you did, at least you could make honest women of yourselves.
As Goodstein could have, had she run her piece on the op-ed instead of pretending it was journalism.
Similarly, fiction is not an ignoble endeavor so long as one doesn't pretend it's "historical" or "well researched".... or even if one calls it "alternative history"

Himself, for instance, is fond of a fellow named Harry Turtledove, IIRC, no one minds a flight of fancy, set in the present day, in an America in which the Confederacy won the Civil War.

It doesn't produce yahoos coming up to you and saying, I never knew the government had hidden all these things from us and done so much evil throughout the centuries, the way another piece of "literature"...

Well, you know which one I mean, and speaking of which:
Recently, Cardinal Franc Rode ordered a large-scale investigation of some hundreds of American religious orders in an effort to determine whether modern-day brides of Christ are, in fact, living up to their wifely duties.

Some hours after the Vatican's announcement, Dan Brown issued a press release indicating that he plans to address the topic in a new novel.

"The depth of Catholic cruelty and conspiracy has not yet been plumbed" Brown said, in a 'written' statement delivered to USA Today's "USA Weekend" magazine, an outlet Brown considers a perfect venue to reach his readership . "If you think that The DaVinci Code was revealing, wait until you see what I have no doubt I will manage to uncover for my new book, tentatively titled Get Thee Away From a Nunnery."

The fact that the investigation around which his new novel will be based has not yet taken place did not seem to faze Brown. "This is just a modern instance of a church cover-up that I can guarantee my research will imply goes back centuries, ever since the early nuns all lezzed out together in Renaissance Europe. I intend to trace that cover-up back to its scintillating roots, where I expect to find loads of lies, murders, and whips. Loads of whips."

The Vatican issued a statement that "this is in fact a doctrinal investigation attempting to uncover whether nuns' lifestyles are still in line with church teachings," adding that "it will mostly consist of voluntary mail-in questionnaires."

"Brides of Christ," Brown added, eyebrow raised, "or brides of small animals, routinely subjecting said vermin, themselves, and anyone else foolish enough to come into their 'folds,' to sexually ritualized sadomasochistic torture techniques, capable even of killing to protect their deep, deep blood secrets?" Nodding slowly, he added "I just lay out the 'facts' as I see fit to interpret them. You can judge for yourself."

Though the novel is not yet finished, Ron Howard has agreed to direct the movie adaptation of it. Sources say that his contract was signed in some strange, coagulated red ink, and was spotted with what appeared to be tears.

Friday, 3 July 2009

EXCELLENT Wrap-up of the Chant Intensive

David Deavey of the has a terrific summation of the whys, whats, wheres and whos of the CMAA's work:

What happened in Chicago?

Many people have asked me how the trip to Chicago went, so here is a report.

I spent 5 days in Chicago at the Church Music Association of America “CMAA” - Summer Chant Intensive at Loyola University – on the Lakeshore Campus.

So what is a chant intensive?

It is a week long event where approximately 50 like minded musician, professional and amateurs, get together and learn about and sing Gregorian chant. The instructor Scott Turkington is one of the premier educators of chant in the Catholic Liturgy in the United States today.

“Scott Turkington director (Stamford Schola Gregoriana) is the living heir to the classical chant method, the author of The Gregorian Chant Masterclass, and a marvelous teacher. Turkington is a student of Theodore Marier, who was, in turn, a protege of Dom Gajard, the successor to Dom Mocquereau, the great chant scholar who, with Dom Pothier, fathered the Liber Usualis and the early scholarly publishing efforts of Monks of Solesmes for the restoration of Gregorian chant at the request of the Vatican. Thus Turkington is a direct intellectual descendant of this tradition, along with his vast experience in chant studies and pedagogy he is a famed leader of the chant revival in the United States.”

We spent time learning the chant basics – chant notation (i.e. podatus, virga, bistropha), Modes, chant rhythm, Solfege, Chironomy (chant conducting), and psalm tone pointing. We used two primary books, “The Parish Book of Chant” which the “Maria Regina Caeli Schola” uses, and the Gregorian Missal which has all the ordinary and proper chants for the Sundays and Solemnities of the Church year for the Mass of 1970 or the Novus Ordo. The Liturgy we prepared for was the Solemnity of the Sacred Heart of Jesus “Sacratissimi Cordis Jesu”, June 19th. Using the basis knowledge we worked through the following music:

Ordinary – Mass IV (Cunctipotens genitor Deus)

Kyrie
Gloria
• Credo I
Sanctus
Agnus Dei
• Ita Missa est

Propers for Soleminity of the Sacred Heart of Jesus:

Introit: Cogitationes Cordis eius
Gradual: Dulcis et rectus Dominus
Alleluia: Tollite iugum meum
Offertory: Improperium exspectavit
Communion: Unus militum

Postlude:

Christus vincit! Christus regnat! Christus imperat!

While our rendition of the chant, I am sure was less than technical perfection, as we learned this week, no chant is ever sang in the same way, each offering adds to the quality and understanding of the underlying text and rhythm. I have recordings of some of the chants I made with my MP3 player, I will post later. The experience was well worth the trip, I learned a lot about the history, interpretation, and pedagogy of chant for a group of singers, which should help us to become better offers of the chant in the future. These learning’s I will be trying to gradually incorporate as we begin the new season but more about that in a later post.

The intensive as the name implies was intense, we had class/rehearsals from 8:00 AM to 9:00 PM, most days, with an hour for lunch, and 2 hours at dinner, which left little time to do anything else, but to collapse in bed at night. Meal time allowed for discussion about chant, and what works and doesn’t work for singers and leaders of chant groups and little else. I saw no TV or read no newspaper the entire time it was all music all the time. It is wonderful to spend time with people who are as crazy about chant as I am, I met some interesting people from all walks of life, there were religious from monasteries and abbeys, graduate students from Notre Dame's recently established Sacred Music program, and regular folks like me who want to learn more about chant. Most interesting and hopeful to me, was that this was a young crowd, while I was not the oldest in attendance, more than half of this crowd was in there late 20’s and 30’s which is a good sign for the ongoing health of any group.

My Reflections:

These are my thoughts about the experience and reflect my opinion only. From my discussion with the fellow participants the primary reason driving people here is the love of the chant, with the young age of the participants these people are new to singing and studying chant, there is no sense of trying to recover something from their past. A secondary theme that comes to the surface is the recovery or reestablishment of sacredness in the Mass. Today these young people are looking for the legitimate expression of what it means to be a “Catholic” in the Liturgy, and for them chant is part of the answer. “Save the Liturgy, Save the World” and the expression “Lex orandi, lex credendi” are their motto's, the latter which is Latin, loosely translatable as - (the law of prayer is the law of belief) refers to the relationship between worship and belief, and is an ancient Christian principle which provided a measure for developing the ancient Christian creeds, the canon of scripture and other doctrinal matters based on the prayer texts of the Church, that is, the Church's liturgy.

Chant has always been a subject of academic study, and use in some religious houses over the last 1,200 years, but to the ordinary Roman Catholic over these centuries the use of chant has ebbed and flowed like the waves of the ocean. Chant has almost been lost to the non-consecrated Catholic several times over the centuries, but it seems like now we might be at the beginning of the next wave of interest in the chant. A chant renaissance is brewing among U.S. Catholics. Nearly 200 Schola’s -- choirs that sing chant -- have popped up across the country, many in the past five years, according to the Church Music Association of America.

Sacred music seminars like the CMAA's - Sacred Music Colloquium that once drew 40 to 50 people now lure hundreds of Catholic musical directors, organists and singers, priests-in-training in seminaries across the country are increasingly asking to be educated in the intricacies of Gregorian chant, said CMAA president and sacred-song expert William Mahrt. Meanwhile, religious publishers are stocking -- and selling -- large collections of chant or plainsong books and music. One such publisher, Paraclete Press of Brewster, Mass., has sold more copies of its "Gregorian Melodies" CD in the first five months of 2008 -- 5,000 -- than it did all of last year. "There is such an exciting resurgence around Gregorian chant," said Jim Jordan, a musicologist and Paraclete consultant. "We have the great privilege of watching it be reborn."

But wait, I thought Vatican II did away with Gregorian chant, and that pesky Latin language?

Well maybe not, Pope Benedict's recent apostolic letter Summorum pontificum (July 7, 2007), which allows for a wider celebration of the traditional Latin Mass, now sets the stage for a wider use of Gregorian chant, given its important role in that form of the rite. His apostolic exhortation of March 2007, Sacramentum caritatis, encourages teaching Latin chant in seminaries and singing it in liturgies, with particular emphasis on international gatherings.

This renewal is a Vatican-wide initiative, with an emphasis on the English-speaking world, where the neglect of the treasury of sacred music is widespread and well-known. Cardinal Frances Arinze, head of the Vatican congregation that oversees the sacred liturgy, spoke in Saint Louis in 2007 and urged a remedy. He said that in the average parish, Gregorian chant should be constantly present.

These statements echo authoritative documents of the Church: Gregorian chant, says the General Instruction on the Roman Missal [GIRM], holds "pride of place because it is proper to the Roman liturgy."

This in turn restates the message of the Second Vatican Council, whose Constitution on the Sacred Liturgy, Sacrosanctum concilium (1963), teaches that chant represents the ideal liturgical music, the standard against which all else should be measured (see Nos. 116-117).

Clearly, then, the council fathers never intended for chant to vanish after Vatican II. Quite the opposite. Pope Paul VI, in 1974, issued a book of chants entitled Jubilate Deo along with the pastoral letter Voluntati obsequens. Which states: "Those who are trying to improve the quality of congregational singing cannot refuse to give Gregorian chant the place which is due to it."

Will I see the ordinaries and full Mass propers chanted in all parishes in the near future or in my lifetime, I seriously doubt it. But I believe chant will be moving into the forefront of the Catholic Liturgy. Why do I think this will happen? It goes back to “Lex orandi, lex credendi”theme - if the Eucharist is the “source and summit” of the Catholic faith, then should not the music used in our worship be just as timeless as the Mass itself? If Catholic's believe the Mass is a representation of the Sacrifice of Christ on Calvary” or in other words the intersection of Heaven and Earth, on the Altar, every time the Mass is offered? What sounds more heavenly on this earth than Gregorian chant, I think that is something to think about?

"Part of the Service"?

I receive an excellent, and useful emailed new letter from Vivace the website of composer Colin Mawby (anyone who watched the installation of + Archbishop Nichols at Westminster on EWTN was treated to some truly splendid music by him.)

The current edition contains the rare opinion of his with which I disagree.

After quite rightly decrying the rudeness of worshipers who make noise during an organ voluntary played as a postlude or recessional, he has this to say:
The first thing that needs to be accepted is that the Voluntary is part of the service. However tempted people might be, they don't talk during the sermon! They listen to what the minister has to say. The Voluntary is just as much part of the service as the sermon.
This simply is not so!
And I don't think I say this because I am primarily a non-organist at the bench, and thus unsympathetic to my more gifted colleagues -- I feel the same way about our choral postludes or even closing hymns.

They are not part of the Mass.

This is not to say that chatter and rudeness during the extra-liturgical music is not a serious breech of civility, but it is society's etiquette that is violated not the Church's discipline of the sacraments.

And one is bound to respectful silence in the Presence of the Blessed Sacrament anyway, whether their is music being played or sung or not.

THAT is what needs to be inculcated in our co-religionists who have been allowed to grow up as liturgical hooligans. Mr Mawby goes on to say:
The organist is a vital part of the service and the Voluntary is an individual expression of worship. It needs to be treated like this and listened to with respect,
and this is inarguable -- up until the last five words.
So dear John Pewduster, you need no more stay and listen (attention to the rubrics pre-supposing that you would not have been so gauche as to race across the transept to cut off Father's egress down the center aisle so as to hit the parking lot before your fellow worshipers, ) as I play my little Guilmant tomorrow, than you need to stay and watch the lovely lady who will remain in adoration for a bit after Mass, (for that is her "individual expression of worship.")

But you do need to zip your pie-hole.

Incidentally I first realized the heights to which liturgical hooliganism had risen when I discovered that our Catholic school principle did not cavil to stomp over to the public address system, er, I mean, the ambo, to shout instructions for the day while the children's choir, made up of his charges, was singing its (never of more than ninety second duration,) choral postlude.

It is going to be a long road back....

Thursday, 2 July 2009

In whose embrace, exactly?

This is from a little memorial to a recently deceased priest on the website of some sisters whose main ministry seems to be "eco-justice."
From his academic beginning as a cultural historian, he has evolved to become a historian of Earth. He saw himself not as a theologian but as a "geolgian."

May the God that he so loved embrace him today and forever.

May he rest in peace -- but in whose arms? I know you capitalized the "G", but "theo" or "geo"? Who was it that he so loved?

Wednesday, 1 July 2009

Farewell, Mrs Slocombe

Molly Sugden, of the vibrant hair, has died.

She was a living, breathing caricature from a Dickens novel illustration, and she brought her awesome gifts of comedy and timing to bear on the utterly tasteless and nearly always hilarious "Are You Being Served?"
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Feast of the Most Precious Blood

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Who would not bless this Blood of infinite value? Who doth
not feel within himself the fire and love of Jesus who
shed it all for us?

At least the cups overfloweth not....

It has been mentioned elsewhere online that this bustier worn by the little Harry Potter girl looks strangely like a chalice.
It bothers me somewhat that I totally see that.
(Although I should be honest and say that grey felted wool is one of the few substances I have never seen an actual chalice used in an actual Mass made out of.)
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Things you don't want to hear: "I Had Strange Potato Dreams"

Himself, who is a never-ending source of joy and delight, mentioned off-handedly as we parted this evening, I to a meeting, (ho-hum! back to real life,) and he to a rehearsal, "Gotta be careful what I eat tonight, last night I had strange potato dreams."

Oh, okay.

Wait a minute, WHAT!!?#?$?%?^??*??!???

He was gone before I could demand an interpretation.

Dreams about strange potatoes? strange dreams about potatoes? strange dreams from potatoes?

Life is interesting.