A tot of coffee!

As you may know, a “tot” is not just a small child but also a small quantity of anything, especially of some beverage, and most especially of a beverage such as rum.

Here is a photo sent by a reader.  I share it with you in a shameless attempt to use the ain’t-that-cute factor so as to manipulate you into buying some Mystic Monk Coffee or Tea right now. (The separate Tea page here.)

What a swell photo.  I am pretty sure these are the five pound bags.   How ’bout trying a fiver of Dark Sumatra?

Help the Carmelites build their monastery and get great coffee doing it.

Mystic Monk Coffee is swell too!

I will now go to the fridge and pout myself a refreshing glass of iced-coffeeMystic Monk Coffee!

It’s swell!

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QUAERITUR: New translation of Confiteor omitted from Mass today.

From a reader:

Dear Fr Z, I’ve just been to Mass, using the new translation for the first time[hmmm] I was looking forward to the Confiteor, but our priest left it out. Was that because it was a weekday? I thought from now on the Confiteor was going to be a part of the ceremony.

There is indeed a new translation of the Confiteor in the new, corrected translation.  However, in the Ordinary Form, the use of the Confiteor is included in just one version of the “penitential rite” of Mass.  In other words, there are legitimate penitential rites in the Ordinary Form which don’t include the Confiteor.

Another issue is whether or not the new, corrected translation should have been used.  In some places the new translation of the Order of Mass will begin in September, with the whole translation on the 1st Sunday of Advent at the end of November.

That said, I will post something about the new Confiteor elsewhere very soon.

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QUAERITUR: Wore a black chapel veil and women scoffed

From  a reader:

I wore my black mantilla (it blends in with my dark brown hair better) to an OF Mass this evening for the second time (no issues the first time), but after I arrived, a group of chatty and gossipy elderly women came and sat behind me. [Is the technical term “biddies”?  (as I now cautious back out of the room…)] When I turned around during the Sign of Peace, and (I’m assuming) realized how young I was, she scoffed me, and another one wouldn’t shake my hand.

I’m single and can legitimately wear white, so the last thing I want is for people to think otherwise of me. Do I still have to worry about the connotations behind black and white veils that elderly people might have?

Why did the image of Monty Python’s Granny Gang just pop into my head?

And now for something completely different…

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Back to our topic.

I, for one, am glad when women decide to to return to this custom.  Kudos.

First, while I believe that there may be some connotation to colors (e.g., black for the married and widows, white for the nubile) you can wear any color veil that it pleaseth you to wear.  I suggest avoiding blaze orange, unless its autumn.

Second, did the old woman scoff, really, or did you just imagine that she did?

Third, perhaps it is a blessing in disguise that you got to avoid a handshake o’ peace.

Seriously, you have to determine for yourself whether or not you care.  They’ll probably get used to you in a little while.  Some may start using a veil themselves.

However, you may from time to time have to take a little heat from a scoffing ninnyhammer, feckless gowk, Fishwrap subscriber, or excerebrose flibbertigibbet.

If you have a run in with your local granny gang again, invite them out to coffee afterwards and you can ask them if it was the color they objected to or to the wearing of any veil.  Be nice to them.  If nothing else, you will have followed Proverbs 25:22.

So…

On your mark!  Get set!  ….

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25 July: St. James the Greater and St. John Chrysostom on the Gospel reading

Today is the feast of St. James the Apostle.  This is James, the son of Zebedee and brother of John.  He and John were nicknamed “Boanerges“, “Sons of Thunder”.  James is the only Apostle whose martyrdom is recorded in Scripture, as he was put to the sword at the order of Herod Agrippa.  He is venerated at Santiago di Compostela in Spain.

I am sure other blogs will tell you more about the greater James.  I will instead put on my patristiblogger cap.

The Gospel for today’s feast, in both the Ordinary and Extraordinary Form of the Roman Rite, is from Matthew 20:20-28 (EF has vv. 20-23), when Salome, the mother of James and John, ask Jesus for an honor for her sons. This creates a division among the Apostles and Jesus predicts suffering and then teaches them in a new way.

St. John Chrysostom (+407) explains the situation a sermon on this part of Matthew.

He says, “The Son of man came not to be served but to serve and to give His life as a ransom for many.” It is as if here were saying, “I willed not even to stop at death but even in death gave my life as a ransom. For whom? For enemies. For you. If you are abused, my life is given for you. It is for you. Me for you.”  [Do I hear an “Amen!”, bruthes’n’sistuhs?]

So you need not be too picky if you suffer the loss of your honor. No matter how much it is lowered, you will not be descending as far as your Lord descended.  And yet the deep descent of one has become the ascent of all. His glory shines forth from these very depths. For before he was made man, he was know among the angels only. But after he was made man and was crucified, so far from lessening that glory, he acquired further glory besides, even that from His personal knowledge of the world.

So fear not, then, as though your honor were put down. Rather, be ready to abase yourself. For in this way it becomes greater. This is the door of the kingdom. Let us not then go the opposite way. Let us not war against ourselves. For if we desire to appear great, we shall not be great but even the most dishonored of all.

Do you see how everywhere Jesus encourages them by turning things upside down? He gives them what they desire but in ways they did not expect. In the preceding passages we have shown this in many instances. He acted this way in the cases of the covetous and of the proud. So you can see why he asks whether we are giving our alms to be seen by others. To enjoy glory? Do not do this for glory, and you will enjoy it more. Why do you lay up treasures? To be rich? Try laying up no treasure, and then you will be rich. And in this case, why do you set your heart on sitting in the first place? That you may have the honor before others? Try choosing the last place; work in the kingdom. If it is your will to become great, then do not seek greatness and you will become great.

(s. 65.4 on the Gospel of Matthew – in PG 58:622-23; NPNF 1 10:401-2)

No matter how low we are reduced, either because of our own mistakes or the dealings of others, even by bad luck, nothing compares to how far the Eternal Son sank down when He took up our human and then suffered and died on the Cross.

When we have been slighted or attacked, this thought can be a remedy for ill will we – in our weakness – might harbor towards those who have done us wrong.

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Do you believe in the Enemy of the soul and in the eternal punishment of Hell?

From the UK’s best Catholic weekly, The Catholic Herald comes this with my emphases and comments:

The Globe’s flat Doctor Faustus shows belief in the Devil is fading

Marlowe’s mighty drama about salvation is reduced to the level of a television gameshow

By Fr Alexander Lucie-Smith on Monday, 25 July 2011

Do people still believe in the Devil these days? I certainly do, but belief in Satan seems to be fading from popular culture. Or so the current production of Marlowe’s Doctor Faustus at the Globe Theatre (details here) seems to prove.

Some critics, at least the ones mentioned on the theatre’s website, seemed to like the production. However, Charles Spencer of the Daily Telegraph was less than impressed by all the jolly japes and Brian Logan over at the Guardian puts his finger on it for me, writing:

[The production] uster You leave feeling you have plumbed the contents of the theatre’s wardrobe department, not the depths of the spiritual abyss. The problem is partly that we don’t believe in hell any more.

Faustus is a problem play: much of it consists of low and rather tedious comedy, book-ended by scenes of the utmost grandeur and seriousness. But if we no longer believe in the Devil, and his appearance on stage seems no more frightening than that of some pantomime villain, then Faustus’s bargain – his immortal soul for 24 years of devilish power – seems less than gripping[The bargain is the point without which they play makes no sense.]

But even today works of art can evoke the devilish. I am a huge fan of The Exorcist, a truly frightening movie. It leaves us in no doubt that Satan and his evil ways are a danger to us all. By contrast this production of Faustus makes little impact because Lucifer, when he appears on stage, seems no more threatening than any other imaginary bogeyman.

Marlowe’s play is one that I have read many times, but never seen until now, so I was tremendously disappointed. The hero struck me as infantile in his defiance of God, someone who clearly did not understand what he was rejecting. In this he struck a curiously modern note, reminding me of our own angry atheists, who reject God and pontificate about religion and yet never ever say anything that betrays the slightest understanding of what it is they reject. Their anger is existentially flat: a real tale of sound and fury, signifying nothing. [Hmmm…  Did Marlow write that?  (That’s a joke.)]

But what about Marlowe himself? Did the man who wrote these lines hold religion in contempt?

Oh, I’ll leap up to my God: who pulls me down?
See, see, where Christ’s blood streams in the firmament.
One drop would save my soul, half a drop. Ah, my Christ!

I do not think one can hear these mighty lines properly delivered and not feel that the drama of salvation is precisely that – a drama, the most serious and engaging drama there is. But if we have lost sight of the Devil, and the concept of evil, and the terror that damnation should inspire, then what is left to us? Paradoxically, Faustus himself provides the answer, as he fritters his 24 years in a series of silly practical jokes: he does not get much from his side of the bargain.

One wonders what the audience, which was predominantly young, made of it all? They presumably live in a world where good and evil have been replaced by the concepts of appropriate and inappropriate: Faustus then seems rather like one of the less fortunate participants in a television gameshow.

A play like Doctor Faustus simply can’t work outside the framework of Christian theology. Our loss of belief leads us into existential and cultural impoverishment.

Incidentally I have often preached about the question of evil and mentioned the fact that Satan does exist, and that damnation is a real possibility, and that our lives on earth will have an eternal resonance. Some people have thanked me for this, but not all: I was once severely told off by a lady for mentioning Hell in front of children. One cannot blame the clergy for our fading belief in hell. [?!?] Uncomfortable truths…

With due respect, dear Father, we must blame the clergy for our fading belief in hell.

The clergy are not the only ones to blame.  Parents are to blame too, since they are the primary educators and catechists of their children.  Parents risk eternal hell for themselves if they don’t teach their children about the risk of eternal hell.   But clergy are definitely to blame for the decreasing belief in sin and the Enemy and hell.  They must impress on parents – even more than on children – the reality of heaven and of hell and the urgency of the consequences of sin.

Frankly, I also think that those who for the Novus Ordo edited out all that “negative stuff” from centuries old orations, all that stuff about sin and the consequences of sin, and inserted the happy bouncy message about resurrection are also to blame.  I don’t think they were malicious in doing so.  They were stressing the joy of heaven rather than the fear of separation from God.  Fine.  But, human nature being what it is, I don’t think that works very well.  We need a strong dose of anxiety sometimes, to keep us on the straight and narrow.  Not all the time.  Frequently, if not always.

I repeat… we don’t have to talk about the Enemy and hell all the time.  But we do have to talk about both.   We don’t have to talk about death and judgment all the time, but we do have to talk about them. Frequently, if not always.

And on that note, I will close with this.

You are all going to die.

QUAERITUR: What will happen to you in the next few seconds after you are truly and duly dead?

HOMEWORK: Try for a moment to imagine the first 10 seconds in the mind of a soul who finds herself in hell.

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Non-Catholic abortionist working at Catholic hospital: “When a woman says a fetus is a person, I think it is one.”

From Lifesite comes a story that left me perplexed about how to express my anger.

Doc at Catholic hospital: ‘I perform abortions because I’m a Christian’
by Patrick B. Craine

DURANGO, Colorado, July 22, 2011 (LifeSiteNews.com) – After a Catholic hospital in Colorado refused to remove a Planned Parenthood abortionist from its ob/gyn staff, [!] pro-life advocates have organized a protest, featuring Live Action President Lila Rose, on Aug. 4.

[Read this slowly…] “The reason I perform abortions is because I’m a Christian,” Richard Grossman, a Quaker, told the Durango Herald after a similar protest outside Mercy Regional Medical Center last year.  [Keep reading slowly and think about the implications…] “Personally, I believe in the strength, intellect and fortitude of women. When a woman says a fetus is a person, I think it is one. I believe the woman empowers the fetus.”  [So… he thinks that one person gets to decide who is human and who isn’t?  What if someone were to decide that Jews, or Blacks, or Quakers weren’t quite human?  Doesn’t he sound like a eugenicist?]

Grossman is the longest-serving physician at the hospital, having served there 44 years, but he also commits abortions on Wednesdays at Planned Parenthood of Durango.  Pro-lifers say he is the only abortionist within a 200-mile radius.

Grossman is also a prominent advocate of population control within the community, through his regular column in the Durango Herald called “Population Matters.” [Speaking of determining who is human and who isn’t, and speaking of population control, note that this fellow works for Planned Parenthood, founded by Margaret Sanger with the expressed purpose of controlling the population by getting rid of black people and those with lower intelligence.] In that column he has opposed the personhood movement, blamed high fertility for poverty in Haiti, [Aren’t most of the poor people in Haiti of a dark complexion?  That is probably what the writer of the article wants us to remember.] and said that the “sort of yelling” he hears from pro-life protestors at the entrance to Planned Parenthood “comes from the old-fashioned era of authoritarian domination.”  [Irony.  Which is more authoritarian or dominating?  The Church’s (human reason’s) teaching that a fetus is a human being and has the right to be born or the claim that one person can determine that this fetus is a person while that fetus is not?  That’s not authoritarianim…. nooooo.]

“Mercy Hospital allows full privileges to Richard Grossman, who violently kills children every week,” said Daniel Anguis, the executive of the pro-life group LifeGuard, who are organizing the August 4th protest. “There are no circumstances under which it is acceptable to murder a child, and no circumstances under which a Catholic hospital should collaborate with an abortionist.”

On Thursday Lifeguard unveiled a new website and petition to end Grossman’s privileges at the Catholic hospital.

[…]

Read the rest at LifeSite.

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QUAERITUR: Getting permission for Extraordinary Form in a parish

From a reader (edited):

I have a friend whose priest performs the extraordinary form of the mass, but was only able to get it on Wednesday mornings. He does the ordinary form in a very traditional manner.

He said that it was very difficult getting permission from the [d]iocese for only the Wednesday morning mass, [?!?!?] so he won’t even try for a Sunday mass. I think Universae Ecclesiae would allow the priest to go around the archdiocese and to the Ecclesia Dei Commsion. What should he do if he wants to get a Sunday Mass.

For the love of all that is good and holy…

Pastors of parishes don’t need permission of the bishop… don’t need permission of the bishop… don’t need permission of the bishop to implement the provisions of Summorum Pontificum in their parishes.

May I suggest that Father read Summorum Pontificum?

How many years will it take to get it through that the provisions of Ecclesia Dei adflicta were superseded by those of Summorum Pontificum?

If the priest is a) the pastor and b) people ask him for the older Mass on Sundays and c) he or another priest can cover it along with the other Sunday Masses, no permission is needed… no permission is needed… no permission is needed from the chancery or bishop.

That doesn’t mean that there won’t be pressure from the chancery.  The priest has to want to deal with that.  But he is within his rights to implement Summorum Pontificum.  If there would be any undue interference from the chancery, I have little doubt but that the priest would find a very favorable hearing in the offices of the Pontifical Commission “Ecclesia Dei” so long as the priest followed the provisions of Summorum Pontificum.

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The Feeder Feed

Things are slow at the feeders these days.  There seems to be a new flock… or should it be flutter… of Chickadees.  I have noticed also young Nuthatches, both the usual sort and the Red-breasted.  Here is a young Red-Breasted Nuthatch.

Speaking of Red-Breasted, here is Rose-breasted Grosbeak in the male version.

I have been seeing fewer of them these days.

The other variety.

A rather exciting visit came from a family, I think, of Flickers.  There were four of them.  I managed to get three in this shot.

The Hummingbirds are drinking like fiends and there are numerous thief-like Jays.

These days the feed that goes faster than anything else is, without question here, the black sunflower seeds.  That seems to be what everyone wants.

Ah yes… I had a Bald Eagle fly through my yard as well.  That woke me up.

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The depression and hopeless of many Irish priests, and proposals. Fr. Z rants.

My friend Fr. Ray Blake, P.P. of St. Mary Magdalen in Brighton, has a interesting, sad, provocative post on his blog today.

Emphases, comments, comments and the insertion of images mine.

Fr. Blake writes…

If I was going to be martyred I think I could be quite heroic standing before a firing squad, especially with a few others. I would want it to be quick, long torture might produce less heroism. A slow death and years of ostracism and humiliation… well, may the Lord have mercy on my poor soul.

Pure and Simple has a rather sad article from the Irish Times which identifies the depression and hopeless of many Irish priests. It is essentially an interview with Fr Hoban, his pain is palpable, as is his sense of frustration. You get the impression from the article that this is the first time someone has shown any interest in him or his feelings. Fr Hoban blames the bishops and blames Rome, he sees the somewhat heterodox Association of Catholic Priests as being the last toss of the dice. There is real pain here, Fr Hoban and his confreres need our prayers and whatever consolation they can be offered.
I fear for my brother priests in Ireland,  for their spiritual and emotional health some will opt out others will struggle on but with the joy gone.

But the paranoia has also infected the priests’ day-to-day pastoral work. “A woman comes to the door who may have psychiatric problems . . . What do I do? Take a chance by letting her into my front room? There is no doubt that priests have withdrawn, that they’ve become ultracareful and ultrasensitive on how they might be compromised.This is not good for Christ or his Church.

What is seen in Ireland and highlighted by the “abuse crisis” is I suspect present elsewhere in Europe. Low quality bishops,  priests not seeing anyway forward, many seeing the Church is actually going backwards, a conservatism embedded in the seventies, a distrust of Rome, misgivings about young traditionally minded priests, is not just an Irish problem, it is everywhere in Europe. It is I suspect ultimately what the Pontifical Council for Promoting New Evangelization is really supposed to address. [Is that what it is supposed to address?]

The problem with Ireland, as so many have identified, is Ireland’s bishops, my wise and balanced friend Fr Sean Fineagans make this perceptive comment:

Now let us look at the bishops. Before the 60s, it was normal that episcopal appointments would be finally approved by the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith (or ‘Holy Office’). Pope Paul VI changed this to final approval by the Secretariate of State. [Indeed.] This is because he wanted to pursue a policy of detente all round; ecumenism and Ostpolitik were the watchwords. So henceforward bishops would be diplomats; nice guys, people who could pour oil on troubled waters, men who would not rock the boat.

These are the men who would not pursue child abusers, for fear that a storm might arise. They are good men, nice men; they are just not what is needed now, if ever.In a post today he says:

That is why I think that what the Church needs is not bishops like Willie Walsh, much-loved and kind man as he is, but men like Charles Chaput who really get it.But as I say this is a problem everywhere, especially in Europe, if only someone would start a campaign to give back to the CDF the appointment of Bishops, we need learned theologians and hard nosed canon lawyers who capable of leadership. [More theologians than lawyers, I think.  And men who are truly interested in our liturgical worship, properly understood.]

An interesting proposal.

Before I engage in any rant of my own, I recommend to all seminarians and men thinking about the priesthood that they re-read Benedict XVI’s Letter to Seminarians.

Men become priests for the salvation of souls, namely a) to save their own souls by doing God’s will and b) to keep as many people as possible out of hell and c) to help as many holy souls into heaven as soon as possible after they die.  Salvation of souls is the essence of it.  Every other activity must be subordinated to those goals.  There is no higher calling.  That calling brings consequences, spiritual and worldly.  Because the priest is conformed to the person of Christ by a sacrament which changes his soul forever, and because Christ is both priest and victim, the priest will always also be victim.  If his ministry is in conformity with Christ, it will conform to Christ’s suffering on the Cross as well as to the victory of the Empty Tomb.

I would also suggest a rereading of Pope Benedict’s letter to the Church in Ireland, especially par. 10, in which the Holy Father addresses priests. In par. 14 he recommends a return to traditional practices.

So much rests on our bishops.  It has ever been so.

The Devil hates priests with the unrelenting malice and the cunning of a fallen angelic enemy.  If that is the case, the Enemy hates bishops even more.  Bishops need our prayers and the strength of our fasting and works of mercy.  The less adequate they seem to the task, the more they need our prayers and support.

They also need us to have a strong Catholic identity.   This will depend on true Catholic liturgical worship.  Liturgical worship steers everything in the Church.  As we pray as a Church, so we believe and we act. Can anyone doubt that when more Catholics are strongly and certainly and faithfully Catholic, worshiping God and using the sacraments, trying to live in the state of grace, striving to know the Faith and then be able to gives reasons for the hope that is in them, then the mission of bishops and priests becomes that much less burdensome?   Burdens will never be lacking, of course, but doesn’t that make sense?

The Enemy has many human agents, within the Church and throughout every sphere of life everywhere.  Christ the Just Judge will sort out the wheat from the weeds in His own good time.  Meanwhile, we have the help of holy angels, the saints with our Blessed Mother.  We have God’s help.  The Father, Son and Holy Spirit are at work through the ministry of bishops and priests, who are tasked with one overriding mission: the salvation of souls.

We are all in this together.  If things are not as they ought to be, examine your own part.  If you don’t see vocations in the numbers you think we should have, examine your own part. If you see problems with the priests and bishops you have, examine your own part.

Kudos to Fr. Blake for posting this.  I thought it important enough to make it more visible.  Perhaps a note to him on his blog would be appropriate.

Thus endeth the rant.

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Shine, Perishing Republic

Shine, Perishing Republic by Robinson Jeffers (+1962)

While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening
to empire,
And protest, only a bubble in the molten mass, pops and sighs out, and the
mass hardens,
I sadly smiling remember that the flower fades to make fruit, the fruit rots
to make earth.
Out of the mother; and through the spring exultances, ripeness and decadence;
and home to the mother.

You making haste, haste on decay: not blameworthy; life is good, be it
stubbornly long or suddenly
A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than mountains:
shine, perishing republic.
But for my children, I would have them keep their distance from the
thickening center; corruption
Never has been compulsory, when the cities lie at the monster’s feet there
are left the mountains.

And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man, a clever servant,
insufferable master.
There is the trap that catches noblest spirits, that caught — they say —
God, when he walked on earth.

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