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After Mass we sang " Salve Regina" - somewhat more of a challenge but there were enough Latin Massgoers there to carry the day.īefore Mass, Father gave a brief explanation of the Latin Mass and how it differs from the Novus Ordo.
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He does not employ deputies.īefore Mass we sang " Holy God we Praise Thy Name." We were there to worship God and pray for the soul of the deceased, not to 'celebrate his life'. In the Latin Mass, the priest is the priest. There were no 'Readers' or so-called 'Eucharistic Ministers' because the priest performed those duties. The Latin Mass does not employ euphemisms. Instead of a 'casket', there was a coffin. I'll bet it was a real Rosary, unadulterated and not truncated - not omitting the Credo so as not to offend delicate Proddy sensibilities, because the deceased was a real Catholic, a faithful Catholic dedicated to Our Blessed Mother and to her way of "praying the Gospel". Everything that needed to be said about the deceased had been said the night before at the Rosary, which distance prevented me from attending. I say, above, that there were no eulogies. St Mary's Palmerston North - thank God for the tree. It seems as if parish priests just get hold of an architect for their new church, and the architect and his/her ego just gets on with it, unhindered by any theological or spiritual considerations.
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That's a Masonic idea and utterly opposed to the requirements of the Catholic Church. The image above does not portray - sadly - St Mary's Palmerston North, the interior of which is raked, meaning that the church floor slopes down towards the altar, so the congregation looks down on the altar where Our Lord is sacrificed, instead of raising their eyes towards Him. I refrained from overwhelming him with the idea of becoming a priest who celebrates the Mass of the Ages, the Immemorial Mass, but that would be the ideal. So with considerable prescience, just last week I'd told a grandson who not long ago had said "I want to make a difference", that the best way to make a difference is to become a priest. One such brave and faithful priest has denied that it's a case - as I'd suggested to him - of just "saying the black and doing the red" of the rubrics of the Latin Mass Missal.
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I didn't altogether overlook the difficulty of finding a priest to celebrate: it's not that easy for a man schooled in the easy-peasy, go-with-the-flow, do-your-own-thing Novus Ordo Missae ('New Mass') to learn how to celebrate the ferial (weekday) Traditional Latin Mass, let alone a Requiem. But the Latin Requiem Mass I had the privilege to attend last Thursday at St Mary's, Palmerston North, inspired me to email my five children, in their 'nightly' that evening, to take note: a Latin Requiem is what their awkward, demanding, unreasonable mother wants for her miserable soul.