Friday, 19 June 2009

The Year For Priests...

Today, the Feast of the Sacred Heart, is the official start of the Year for Priests, declared by the Holy Father.

He has written a wonderful letter, which you can read HERE. I shall be looking carefully for a good quote for next year's Chrism Mass Thank-You card... the difficulty will be deciding which quote to use, I think.

For me, the whole thing can be summed up very simply, and it's the reason I feel my vocation involves praying for priests: no priests = no Sacraments, no Sacraments = no Church. Therefore, no priests = no Church.

Pray for our priests. Pray for vocations to the priesthood. And remember to thank our priests for answering God's call.

Thursday, 18 June 2009

Sylvester In The Spotlight...

A couple of people wanted to know how Sylvester is getting on...

My admission to hospital was a bit of a surprise. Fortunately, I had my mobile with me, and I was able to phone my next-door neighbour. Jan promised to go in and feed Sylvester for me until I came out of hospital.

When I arrived home, there was a frantic note in the kitchen. Sylvester hadn't been seen for his evening meal, and had even missed breakfast. There was no sign of him in the flat. Poor Jan was frantic - there had been an almighty storm in the evening, and the area had apparently been flooded out in several places, and she'd already gone around the nearby blocks searching for him, to no avail.

I was a little concerned when I heard this - it isn't like Sylvester to miss two meals, and he doesn't like being out in rain. However, I checked his food bowls, and noted that he had obviously been in to eat at some time during the day, though he hadn't had much. Jan was still upset, and was getting ready to check the locality again (I was in no fit state to go and look for him myself) when I spotted him sitting outside the catflap, coolly pondering whether or not to come in.

I spent most of yesterday in bed, much to Sylvester's annoyance. I know, from the cat-shaped hump in my duvet covers, that Sylvester likes to sleep in my bed, under the duvet, while I'm out. However, he never seems to do so when I'm in the house, curling up instead on the sofa or the armchair, depending on where I sat last.

This morning, for example, I said my prayers seated in the armchair. Sylvester jumped up, walked onto my lap, curled up, decided he wasn't comfortable enough, got up, walked around the chair, and finally sat on the floor, staring at me. I finished, and went to make a cup of tea.

When I returned, Sylvester was curled up on the armchair, apparently fast asleep.

I considered pushing him off...

...and then went and sat by my computer instead. I know my place...

Wednesday, 17 June 2009

Sporadic Blogging...

I haven't been too well of late, and a couple of days ago I ended up in hospital, for "tests" and observation and what-not.

I'm now back home, waiting for surgery. I'm not on death's door, but blogging will be somewhat sporadic, as the mood (and energy) strikes me.

Prayers would be very much appreciated though!

Sunday, 14 June 2009

The Laywoman's Guide To The Usus Antiquior...

I read a comment a short while ago to the effect that someone wanted to attend a Mass in the usus antiquior, but was afraid that she would make a fool of herself, because she wouldn't know what to do. It occurred to me that more and more people are becoming interested in the traditional liturgy, mostly because of all the information on the blogs, but, unless one happens to be in a parish where the Extraordinary Form of Mass is offered, the thought of seeking out such a Mass could be rather a daunting prospect.

So, I thought I would share some of my thoughts and experiences, and offer some friendly advice.

I do not claim any special knowledge, I'm not a cleric, nor am I a trained liturgist, and I don't have any Latin to speak of (until fairly recently, the only Latin response I knew at Mass was the Kyrie eleison... the rest of it was all Greek to me...) - I can't even claim to have been attending the usus antiquior for that long, being a relative newcomer to the traditional liturgy.

That being said, I have been lucky enough to attend a parish where the usus antiquior is offered on a regular basis, and, while I am familiar with what is going on, I also remember how I reacted when I first encountered the Old Mass.

So, remember that my own experiences may be very different from yours: that doesn't make them any more right, or wrong... and I wouldn't criticise anyone for feeling differently.

I have heard some people say that the best introduction to the Extraordinary Form of Mass is a Solemn High Mass: bells, smells, candles, torches, plainchant, the full works. Mass in all its splendour, giving the greatest and best to God in worship.

In my humble opinion, (see caveats given above) this is probably not the best way to start.

The novus ordo Mass is linear: one thing happens at a time, and events follow on one after another... and participation has come to be interpreted as "following and understanding everything that's said and done" - after all, it's now all in the vernacular for that very reason, and missals, missalettes, booklets or whatever are provided so that you can make all the responses along with everyone else.

If you're not making the responses, there's a suspicion that you're not "taking part" - a key example of this is the sign of peace: this is the point in the Mass where one is supposed to meet and greet as many people in the congregation as possible. Trying to remain recollected in prayer is seen as "being unfriendly." One time, I found myself being profoundly moved by the Mass, and tears were streaming down my face. I didn't want this to be noticed, however, and attempted to bow my head and not look round at the sign of peace... I thought this would be ok, as there wasn't anyone standing anywhere near me. Imagine my discomfort when someone actually walked across the church to my pew, and poked me in the arm to attract my attention and offer me the sign of peace.

At High Mass in the usus antiquior, there are lots of things happening. My very first High Mass (many years ago) was a real shock: I was there because a friend was singing in the choir, and I waited patiently for the singing to stop so that the priest could begin the Mass... I then found that Mass had actually started some time before, and we'd actually reached the Epistle...

Trying to follow what is happening is extremely confusing, because the choir will be singing Mass propers, or the parts of the Mass, while the priest is reading the texts at the altar, and the deacon and subdeacon may be moving around the sanctuary, while the servers are preparing something else... everything is following a precise pattern, everything has its proper place, but, unless you know what you're looking at, it's easy to get totally lost.

Personally, I think that the best way to become acquainted with the Extraordinary Form is by attending a Low Mass. However, it's not an easy thing to do. We have a lot of preconceptions and hang-ups which need to be overcome.

The most disconcerting thing is the silence, and the stillness. At Low Mass, the server is the only one who makes the responses. He makes them on our behalf: some people like to make the responses for themselves, but this should be done in a whisper, so as not to disturb any of the other people present. This is hard to explain: everyone present is praying, but not all in the same way. Some people like to follow the prayers of the Mass word-for-word. Some people want to meditate on a particular aspect of the Mass. Some people like to pray the Rosary (what better way to meditate on the life, death and resurrection of Our Lord?) Older prayer books have different passages to mull over... it doesn't have to be the same way for each person, and it doesn't have to be the same way every time for any one person. The beauty of this Mass is that one can unite one's prayers with the sacrifice being offered in whatever way is most effective at the time.

However, this freedom to worship in whatever way you like does take some getting used to. Modern living has made silence and stillness seem strange, and equates it with wasting time and doing nothing. In reality, this silence and stillness in the presence of God is a way of giving time to Him, a demonstration of our love for Him.

Low Mass has the fewest distractions: kneeling for the majority of the time, sitting (or kneeling if preferred) for the epistle, and standing for the Gospel readings. Of course, as Dr. Laurence Hemming pointed out to me, there are really no rubrics for the congregation, so, if one wants to go and light a candle, then that is perfectly acceptable.

The first time one attends a Low Mass, I would recommend sitting or kneeling near the back and just watching, while offering a prayer from the heart. The readings and prayers can be looked at before or after Mass. After a few times, once the general structure of the Mass is familiar, then one can start to follow the prayers in a missal, if that approach appeals.

The Missa Cantata is one step up from Low Mass: there may be more servers, and the choir (and possibly the congregation) sing various texts. In my experience, the choir sings the "propers" (the texts, such as the Introit and Alleluia, which change according to the day, the season or the feast) and the congregation sings the responses (Et cum spiritu tuo; Amen; etc.) and perhaps the parts of the Mass such as the Kyrie, the Sanctus and so on.

This is the most common form of the usus antiquior offered in a parish setting for a Sunday Mass: getting three clerics together on a Sunday for a full-on High Mass is pretty tricky. If one is familiar with Low Mass, a Missa Cantata will be pretty easy to follow. The only thing to remember is that the choir may be singing one text while the priest is getting on with the next part of the Mass. Don't let this faze you: the choir will stop singing for the most important part of the Mass (the Consecration is totally silent, which can be a spine-tingling experience) and you don't have to sing if you don't want to. There is generally more movement during a Missa Cantata, but it isn't compulsory, and if you want to remain kneeling, you can, though it is customary to stand for the Gospels. If you are unsure of what to do, look at the rest of the congregation.

Of course, everything I said about praying during Low Mass applies for a Missa Cantata (and also for a High Mass) so you can follow the prayers in a missal if you find that helpful, or opt for a different form of prayer.

Solemn High Mass has a priest, deacon, and subdeacon, as well as lots of servers. The priest will often be doing one thing while the deacon or subdeacon is doing something else, and occasionally all the clerics (and servers) will sit down while they wait for the choir to finish singing a particular part of the Mass; the congregation usually sits at this point as well...

Once again, if you are familiar with Low Mass, the basic structure of High Mass will be reasonably easy to follow.

Trying to find all the prayers in a missal can be tricky; the first collect (prayer) is easy enough if you know the calendar being used, but there can be a variety of things being celebrated. Saturday, for example, will usually be a Mass for Our Lady, but if a saint's feast occurs on that day, they may be added in as well: I think it's possible to have as many as seven collects. There are always an odd number, most commonly three.

Communion is generally given on the tongue and kneeling at the Old Mass, though I don't know of anyone who has been refused Communion because they wished to receive in the hand...

Many women prefer to cover their heads when attending a traditional liturgy. It isn't compulsory, but it may be helpful to note that there is a choice of head-covering: scarves, hats and berets are acceptable alternatives to the mantilla.

Most importantly, persevere. The Old Mass can seem very strange, and it takes a while to "tune in" to the different pace and emphasis. It is no longer about what we are doing for God, but is a glimpse of the heavenly liturgy, given to us by God, for our salvation, and in which we are privileged to participate.

Friday, 12 June 2009

More On Statues...

Yesterday's cri de coeur was occasioned by the fact that I finally managed to do some light dusting... the dust in question was caused by the electricians who came along at Easter, but, frankly, housework has been rather low on my list of priorities.

The dusting meant that I needed to rearrange my statues, and I discovered a few which had been put away for safe-keeping, as well as finding a few broken ones (hence the last post) ... a friend has kindly offered to bury the remains of those in her back garden, provided I don't want her to dispose of a life-size Padre Pio (future archaeologists may have quite a conundrum to puzzle over!)

Out of interest, I decided to count my statues: I have 29.

I have 11 of Our Lady: one large plain white pottery Madonna and child, very minimalist; one pottery statue of Notre Dame des Eaux, coloured to look like beige stone (my favourite... a copy of the one in St. Bernadette's convent at Nevers, France, and the one she said most resembled Our Lady... it's in the photo above); a Pietá; two statues of Our Lady of Mount Carmel (one 22 cm, the other about 10 cm); two statues of Our Lady of Fatima (one about 13 cm, the other about 20 cm); one statue of the Immaculate Heart of Mary; one Madonna and infant Jesus; one statue of Our Lady of Lourdes (an unusual one); and, finally, one large statue (about 50 cm) of Our Lady of Grace (the "Miraculous Medal" pose.)

Jesus is next... though I'm not counting the statues where he appears with someone else. I have two statues of the Infant of Prague and one Sacred Heart statue.

Then there are the saints: three statues of St. Jude; two statues of St. Thérèse of Lisieux; one statue of St. Joseph and the child Jesus; a large statue of St. John Fisher (I was a Form Tutor for 7JF in one school); St. Benedict; St. Juan Diego Cuahtlatoatzin (no, don't ask me to pronounce it...); St. Anthony of Padua; one very minimalist statue of St. Bernadette; St. Patrick; St. Martha; St. Philomena; and, finally, St. Michael the archangel.

I haven't included my four broken statues: two Sacred Hearts, Our Lady of Grace and Our Lady of Fatima. I also haven't included the many statues which I have bought for friends...

The reason I have so many duplicate statues is that I used to have several statues in my classroom, back when I taught RE in Catholic schools. I thought that, as one can't stay focussed on one thing for very long, it would be a good idea to have lots of statues (and pictures) for my students to gaze at when their attention wandered.

Anyway, doing this has given me an idea. We haven't had any memes doing the rounds for a while, so I'm going to start one.

The rules are simple. Count the number of statues in your house (NB. priests are not allowed to count the statues in their church as well as the ones in their house... unfair advantage!!) Describe the statues, and/or put up some photos. Then tag three people. I'm keeping the tag number low so that everyone has a chance to tag someone...

My three nominees:

Of course, if you feel like playing along, go ahead, and leave a message in the com-box.

UPDATE: I was asked to put up a photo of my statue of St. Philomena by Amanda, whose daughter goes to St. Philomena's school. I'm very happy to do so, as St. Philomena is one of my recent favourites...

Thursday, 11 June 2009

A Question For You...

What should one do with blessed holy statues which are broken, and not suitable for repair? Ideally, I understand, they should be buried... but this isn't possible, unless someone is prepared to do it for me: my garden is a shared one, and digging holes, mole-like, in the turf or flowerbeds will not endear me to my neighbours, nor to my landlord.

Does landfill count?

(And, before you ask, no, that isn't a picture of the statue concerned... )

Wednesday, 10 June 2009

Have You Heard The One About...

My first response when I read about this one was to look for the punchline. Unfortunately, it appears to be true. CAFOD's Hexham & Newcastle Branch have an annual pilgrimage to Holy Island. This year, they have invited a member of the Yanomami índios in Brazil to lead the reflection at key points along the way with reflections from his own tradition, focussing on how we live in harmony with God's creation.

There's nothing wrong or objectionable in listening to what a person from another religion or culture has to say on issues such as climate change and tribal matters... but is it suitable for a Pilgrimage? And leading the reflection??

The CAFOD Diocesan Manager said, "It will be very interesting to hear what he has to say about climate change, and also to hear how his customs value the stories of his ancestors just as he will hear how we revere our Northern saints."

Ummmmm. I hope they've offset his carbon footprint... bringing him all the way over from Brazil is hardly "sustainable."

Twitch of the mantilla to Catholic Action UK.

Tuesday, 9 June 2009

High Mass For Corpus Christi

Fr. Ray Blake has unearthed some beautiful vestments which he plans to use for Corpus Christi on Thursday: he has Fr. Seán Finnegan and Dr. Alcuin Reid to act as celebrant and deacon, while he will be subdeacon.

He says that the vestments are terribly worn, and need restoration. I don't know if he has considered adding a PayPal button to his site, but I did suggest it.

Anyway, it sounds as if he's a tad nervous... his Jubilee Mass was the first Solemn High Mass he'd celebrated. Pop on over to offer some encouragement.

Monday, 8 June 2009

More Evidence To Be Ignored...

The mainstream media are very good at ignoring unpleasant news... or rather, I should say, ignoring news which doesn't support the slant they want to convey (as with HIV/AIDS and condoms.) It is why the interweb-thingy in general (and blogging in particular) is so very helpful.

A lot has been said about the need for research into embryonic stem cell therapies for various degenerative diseases. Opposition to such research is totally inhumane (or so the argument goes) because those diseases are so dreadfully devastating, one has to be totally uncaring, and a right monster, to ignore the suffering... yada, yada...blah, blah...

Of course, what is never mentioned is the inconvenient truth that adult stem cell research is providing lots of indications of successful therapy... while the embryonic stuff has yet to provide any evidence of success at all...

Check out these articles from LifeSite News...

Adult Stem Cells Found to Cure Blindness – Three Patients Cured

Success Stories with Adult Stem Cells Coming in Almost Too Fast to Track

I Wasn't Going To...

... but I just couldn't resist this picture from LOLcats. After the day I've had today, I think I know how kitteh feels...

Sunday, 7 June 2009

Big Brother...

I was just sitting at the computer, blogging away, when I suddenly became aware that I was not alone... I was being watched...

Ember Saturday...

We were privileged to have our usual monthly Missa Cantata on Saturday, with our visiting schola. It was Ember Saturday in the Octave of Pentecost, and so there were five readings before the Gospel... it seems that, traditionally, men would have been ordained to various ministries: doorkeepers, acolytes, exorcists, deacons and subdeacons among them... 

We didn't have any ordinations, but one of our servers was acting as MC for the first time, so I took the opportunity to take a few photos. I was impressed to see that, despite several of our usual servers being away, we were still able to field four torch-bearers for the Canon...

I'm not quite sure what happened to the lighting levels in that last photo...

Friday, 5 June 2009

Time For A Bit Of Fun...

One winter morning a husband and wife in Portland, Maine were listening to the radio during breakfast. They heard the announcer say, "We are going to have 8 to 10 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the even-numbered side of the street, so the snowploughs can get through."

So the good wife went out and moved her car. A week later, while they were eating breakfast, the radio announcer was heard to say, "We are expecting 10 to12 inches of snow today. You must park your car on the odd-numbered side of the street, so the snowploughs can get through."

The good wife went out and moved her car again. The following week they were again having breakfast, when the radio announcer said, "We are expecting 12 to 14 inches of snow today. You must park...."

Then, the electric power went out. The good wife was very upset, and, with a worried look on her face, she turned to her husband, "Honey, I don't know what to do. Which side of the street do I need to park on so the snowploughs can get through?"

With the love and understanding in his voice that all men who are married to blondes exhibit, the husband replied, "Honey, just leave it in the garage this time..."

Thursday, 4 June 2009

New Bible Translation...

According to Anna Arco, the Bible is in the process of being translated into LOLCat... That's cute for about one minute... maybe one minute, thirty seconds... after that, it gets seriously irritating (or should that read "srsly irrtating"...?)

I think I'll stick to the Douay-Rheims...

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

More Lourdes Photos...

Here are some of my photos taken at the Parish Church in Lourdes.

Fr. Charles and Fr. Tim didn't require much encouragement to pose for a shot beside Monsignor Peyramale's statue. I was actually blocking traffic at this point, but the motorist concerned absolutely insisted that I take the shot before he drove forward and parked just by the bollards. The driver behind him, however, was less amused...

I had a very stark opinion of Monsignor Peyramale from what I'd read and seen a few years back, and was therefore surprised to find so many places in Lourdes named in his honour. It was only after watching the excellent films by Jean-Luc Delannoy that I really appreciated how Monsignor Peyramale had been sceptical only at first, and, once having been convinced that the Apparitions were genuine, he then defended Bernadette fiercely against her detractors. That, together with the reports of his kindness to his parishioners, explains why he is remembered at Lourdes.

I could only get this one picture inside the parish church, as Mass was already underway when I arrived. 

The Crypt chapel was austere, but had a beauty about it too... the stained glass was gorgeous (just at street level outside... we could see people's legs as they walked past) and the acoustics (which I mentioned before) were amazing. I was busy singing the propers of the Mass, so didn't manage to get my usual number of photos, but I did get the important bits...

Monday, 1 June 2009

More Pictures From Lourdes...

Just a few more photos...

Here we have some shots of the outside of the Rosary Basilica, and the altars to the left of the entrance...

Bloggers Of The World, Unite...?

I mentioned previously reports that Cardinal Cormac Murphy-O'Connor was apparently going to accept a position in Tony Blair's Faith Foundation, as well as a Peerage in the House of Lourdes.

I assumed it was a done deal.

Scorn in the Catholic Blogosphere was plentiful... so much so that I didn't pay too much attention to it all.

However, it seems that the Cardinal has decided against accepting any such post. I saw it on EF Pastor Emeritus first, but there were no sources given. Damian Thompson has now added a couple of sources.

So, let's see what happens to the Peerage...

Sunday, 31 May 2009

Memories...

A couple of individuals, met while on pilgrimage in Lourdes, not to mention some of my language difficulties, brought the following sitcom to mind... in the nicest possible way, of course!







A Few More Pictures To Admire...

The photos above were taken inside the Rosary Basilica (on the ground level of the Domaine) and show some of the side altars. Fr. George Byers has some close-ups of each mosaic (as he was a chaplain at Lourdes for two years, he had plenty of opportunity to snap away!) 

This last photo (in this post, anyway) shows a photo of the main mosaic of Our Lady, taken by Fr. Tim. My effort this year was a little blurred, and so I used one of his old ones instead.

I used to hate this mosaic, as it was so different from other representations of Our Lady, and the proportions seemed all wrong - something I ascribed to the angle of the mosaic. However, one day I was sitting and praying in front of it, and I suddenly realised that it was my own view which was skewed. The face is actually not that of a woman, but of a young girl. So, the bone structure of the face is different. Once I got my head around that, the mosaic took on a completely different aspect, and I am now very attached to it. I don't know if it works so well on screen or photo, but "in the flesh," it is quite startling.

More Awards...

Catholic New Media Awards
I didn't win anything in the Cannonball Awards, so I was determined to sulk and not pay any attention to other "awards" for blogging. That lasted until I spotted that the Catholic New Media Awards have taken over from the Bloggers' Choice Awards. Somehow or other, I have been nominated... woohoo!

You only get one vote, and that's your lot, so I have about as much chance as a snowball in hell of hitting the top spot in any category, but I can bask in the fact that I've been nominated. Admittedly, it looks as if the world and its cousin has been nominated, but I shall draw a discreet veil over that little point...

Unfortunately, one needs to register before one can vote. Make the effort... you know you want to!

I have been nominated for four categories... People's Choice Blog; Best Blog by a Woman; Funniest Blog; and Most Entertaining Blog.

I have decided that I despise blatant begging or recounting of sob-stories in order to drum up support. I have only this appeal to your better nature...

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