Today’s our Latin Mass day. Typically we go to Mass at noon, and then we stay at church all day, because there’s Holy Hour at six, and friends of ours who drive an hour to Mass don’t bother to go home in between services. They bring picnic lunches and schoolwork and make a day of it, so although we live only four miles from the church, we do the same. As a result, my blogging contributions on Thursdays tend to be light.
I haven’t forgotten I&C Church Challenge, however. The Millinerd has contributed some images, and I’ll post the links in an update to the original post as soon as I have time. In the meanwhile, if you’ve got a North American church of interest to share with us, leave a link in the comments to the original post. Eventually, when we’ve collected enough images, we’ll post a gallery of churches, pretty, ugly, and otherwise noteworthy.
So don’t touch that dial . . .
July 30th, 2009 | 6:27 pm
<<Typically we go to Mass at noon, and then we stay at church all day, because there’s Holy Hour at six,<<
Whow! Now I'm not embarass to tell people that I went to church twice today and got on my knees three times.
I hear ya sinner vic! And don't forget to them everyone that "IT" was on concrete that your cells laid on. So what do you want from US Victor, a trophy?
I hear ya! Now guys! There will be no fighting in here! :)
July 30th, 2009 | 7:03 pm
I wish I could say that what I described is what actually happened today. We did go to Mass at noon, minus the 11-year-old, whose turn it is to have the crud that’s passing through our family. In the pew I had the 7-year-old next to me, and throughout Mass, I could hear him wheezing — he has also had the crud, which in his case meant two trips to the emergency room night before last for breathing treatments. The 5-year-old was droopy, too, and as I knelt, I started to feel that I might pass out if Father didn’t get on with it a bit.
So we declined an invitation to decamp to a friend’s house after Mass and came on home. I took the teenager to Holy Hour, but everyone else stayed here, and I came right back. I hope she’s prayed for our souls. It is a mercy that friends have offered to bring her home.
The Visiting Graduate Student, meanwhile, has bruises on his knees from praying. I didn’t think my floors were that hard. Right now he’s spending a few days with our local order of monks, as a kind of feeler for a vocation, and we are praying for him: for discernment, and also for a spiritual director, of which he stands in need.
July 30th, 2009 | 10:06 pm
I hope that you will all say a special prayer for me also because as you can see by my comment above, I’m in need of all the help that God and His Angels can muster UP!
God Bless and a quick recovery for all of U>S.
Peace
July 31st, 2009 | 8:32 am
You have my prayers, Victor. I think we’re all in need of all the help we can get. God bless you.
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