I have been back in my home town of St. Paul and Minneapolis. Christmas Eve has been busy. There were no confessions here last tonight, but last night there were hoards. This morning I drove over to a nearby parish to help a priest who is alone in his place and had four Masses to say and took one for the 4th Sunday of Advent. Back at St. Agnes, for solemn 1st Vespers. I had the Vigil Mass, which was a sung Mass in Latin (deacons, Gregorian chant, etc.). The deacon pretty much blew my sermon away by reading the wrong Gospel so I simply put my notes aside, dug my heals into the floor, and let rip.
At 9:30 pm Matins were sung in Gregorian chant. Then came midnight Mass. After listening to the 45 minutes or so of Christmas carols before Mass and watching the procession to the crib with il Bambino, I slid down to the chapel and celebrated the first Mass of Christmas with the 1962 Missale.
I thought of the participants here on this blog.
I was many years ago received into the Church on the 4th Sunday of Advent and my first Communion was at midnight Mass of Christmas, so this night is rather distingushised in my own liturgical year.
Tomorrow we get up and do it again with four Masses and then Benediction with Vespers in the afternoon.
Merry Christmas to you all, from a very tired Fr. Z.