22 November – St. Cecilia, Virgin and Martyr

Today is the feast of St. Cecilia, a virgin martyr and saint of the Roman Canon.

St. Cecilia is remembered in the Church as a young Christian who kept faith in Christ despite pressure, danger, and finally death. The historical details of her life are limited, but the essential points are clear: she chose consecrated virginity, lived a life of prayer, and remained committed to Christ even when threatened by Roman authorities.

The tradition that she “sang in her heart to the Lord” expresses her steady trust in God. St. Augustine notes simply, “Cantare amantis est”—“Singing belongs to the one who loves” (s. 336). Cecilia’s interior song was her way of remaining rooted in the love of Christ while facing real trials.

The first antiphon for her Lauds today is:

Cantántibus órganis, * Cæcília Dómino decantábat, dicens: Fiat cor meum immaculátum, ut non confúndar.

The musicians played, and Cecilia sang unto the Lord, * saying: Let my heart be undefiled, that I be not ashamed.

Her martyrdom reflects the ordinary courage of early Christians who would not abandon their witness. Pope Benedict XVI wrote that the saints show how the Gospel “shapes human lives in truth and simplicity.” Cecilia’s life, without embellishment, shows this: quiet fidelity, moral clarity, and a willingness to suffer rather than betray her vocation.

In remembering her, the Church points to a straightforward model of discipleship, prayer, chastity, and perseverance.

Her example invites Christians today to hold firm to the essentials of faith even when social or cultural pressures make fidelity difficult.

The antiphon for the Benedictus today is

Dum auróra * finem daret, Cæcília exclamávit dicens: Eia, mílites Christi, abícite ópera tenebrárum et induímini arma lucis.

As dawn was fading * into day, Cecilia cried and said: Arise, O soldiers of Christ, cast away the works of darkness, and put on the armor of light.

There is a beautiful little book available…

With Glory and Honor You Crowned Them: The Female Martyrs of the Roman Canon by Matthew Manint

US HERE

We should increase our devotion to the martyrs, especially those of the Roman Canon.

We should increase our USE of the Roman Canon in the Novus Ordo.  Of course this isn’t an issue in the Vetus, is it.

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Animi caussa… I played Wordle today for the first time in a long time. Leo XIV, answering a question from kids in these USA, mentioned that he uses a different start word each day for Wordle. Hence, I tried again and I got it.

I agree with Rorate on this point. Yes, kneeling to God is a good thing.  However, why the mania about uniformity?   Does everything have to be “micromanaged”?

And…

White to move and mate in 2.  This was not easy for me.

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Right now they have a project going.  Here’s what they sent to me.

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At Pelican Dr. K hits hard, saying with clarity what we’ve known for a long time.  HERE

Why They Are Taking Away Your Traditional Latin Mass

[…]

Very often people will ask, as I myself asked for years: “Why in the world would the Church’s leaders persecute some of the most faithful Catholics—those who form the TLM communities?”

[…]

The reason the Church’s leaders persecute the most faithful Catholics is that, broadly speaking, the leadership of the Catholic Church on earth at this time is dominated by a network of active homosexuals and theological modernists. They are not always the same people but they rely on, and receive, one another’s support. We all know individual good bishops or cardinals but such exceptions are a controlled opposition, with very limited mobility. The more they act or speak out, the more ostracized they are, and sometimes they can even be canceled, as priests are canceled lower down.

Now, let us consider the enormity of the evil represented by each of these forces. Homosexuals reject the first principles of natural law. Modernists reject the first principles of divine revelation. Together, they reject the foundations not only of Christianity but of religion as such, and therefore of morality.

[…]

Why is a rite of thundering orthodoxy and majesty that existed in the Church for at least 1,600 years impermissible, intolerable, doomed to extinction, while the vast majority of new Masses are allowed to be at loggerheads with what Vatican II itself said about the liturgy, allowed to be done in never ending violation of laws, norms, and customs of one kind or another that are still “on the books” but might as well not exist?

The answer is simple: such Catholics and their Masses do not pose any threat at all to the homosexuals and modernists, the chaplains of secularism and the euthanists of Western civilization. In fact, secularized Catholics are their trophy—the desired outcome of decades of deconstructing Catholicism into a this-worldly program.

[…]

There’s quite a bit more.

And… on the masthead of the print edition of The Wanderer

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Meanwhile, true concelebration…

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From “The Private Diary of Bishop F. Atticus McButterpants” – 13-11-25 – Bishops meeting – Day 4

November 13th, 2025

Dear Diary,

I knew something was up the moment I woke up. For one thing, the hotel breakfast didn’t  suck.   There were some normal things, like scrambled eggs and bacon.  BACON.

In the morning we slogged through the last round of committee reports read in a tone usually reserved for reciting the phone book.  But I don’t want to bother with that boring stuff.  THERE’S MORE!    At the break I went to my room under the pretext of “retrieving my binder” and I had barely begun rummaging through the minibar when —

KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
Not timid. Not polite. The kind of knock that says open this door or I will go through it.

It was the Noonch.

There he stood, perfectly pressed, with that half-smile that means either “I bring good news” or “your ass is mine” hard to tell. I uttered a reverent, “Your Excellency” and bade him come in after I made sure the bed was sort of made.

“Bishop McButterpants,” he said in that accent, “I have been looking for you” and I braced for reassignment to the Diocese of the North Pole… or my resignation… or one of those Vice Estes cases.  Instead, he produced an envelope sealed from the of the Secretariat of State.

He said “I wished to give this to you personally concerning a priest of yours, Father Thomas William Blackwell.”

My heart leapt. I feared the worst, something to do with that ugly thing with the detective and liturgists.

But the Noonch continued saying as much as I can remember after reviewing my recommendation he and others has a positive encounter with Tommy during his sabbatical in Rome and the Holy Father has made him a… I think it was like “cappelletto di sua sanita.”  That doesn’t seem right but I know what it means!

Monsignor Tommy!

I blinked several times to absorb it. The Noonch added, “The priest Tommy … he has the great discretion.”

He gave me the sealed letter, shook my hand with genuine warmth, and left.  Just like that.

I sat on the edge of the bed for several minutes, astonished, grateful, imag­ining the look on Tommy’s face when he opens the envelope. Monsignor.  I must call him that at least twice before he tells me to stop.

To celebrate – without revealing exactly why – if only Tommy had been here – I coralled a few bishops for dinner at Harbor & Hearth, temple of surf and turf: Mateo, Jude, that new auxiliary from the Archdiocese of Palmetto whose name sounds like a new drug, Dozer of course.  When Andy* and another bishop I didn’t know came in we waved them over and the waiters shifted us to a room. We all ordered the Ironbound Porterhouse, except the new guy – Edwards? – ordered salmon “because my doctor insists.”  The rest of us offered condolences.

Between bites, the conversation drifted as expected. Mateo described the revival of Recker and rising giving.  The new guy said something about mission statements and Jude said, “I want mine to fit on a business card.”  Laughter.  The Palmetto guy spent ten minutes explaining QR-code evangelization until the waitress mercifully interrupted to refill water.  I raised my glass and said only that I had received excellent news today about one of my priests. They toasted without prying. And steak was on the table.  It had a knob of smoked-garlic butter on a sizzling platter with a side of buttery mashed potatoes folded with caramelized onions they call Dockside Mash and a drizzle of au jus with roasted lemon.

The meeting is over. My feet hurt but my heart is light.   Tommy will need a new cassock or two!   Does he get the cranberry one?  He’d know.

Driving home tomorrow.

A good day, Dear Diary. A very good day.


*Bishop Andrew Esposito of the Diocese of St. Christopher is nearing 77, past mandatory submission of a resignation.  He is a decorated Navy Chaplain.  He is the kind of bishop who makes people instinctively straighten up. St. Christopher thrives under his leadership. Vocations flourish not through programs but through his example of prayer, liturgical style, and interest in people.  When young men come to him saying they feel called, he listens, nods, and says, “Good. Now let’s see whether God agrees, one step at a time.” He founded two women’s communities: the Sisters of St. Raphael the Healer, including women physicians who started Catholic clinics, and the Handmaids of the Logos, who are taking over parish schools.  Priests love him for his support. The faithful love him because he tells the truth and remembers everyone’s name.  

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There is an ancient paradox – sobria ebrietas – the sober intoxication of sacred worship.

Under the post Msgr. Bux’s Open Letter v. Card Cupich a commentator brought up the issue of “liturgical sobriety”. Card. Cupich referred to “sobriety” twice in his offering.

The renewal of our worship was pursued in keeping with the Council Fathers’ desire to present to the world a church defined not by the trappings of world power but marked by sobriety and simplicity, enabling it to speak the people of this age in a way that more closely resembles the Lord and allowing it to take up in a fresh way the mission of proclaiming good news to the poor.

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With the recovery of the ancient sobriety of the Roman Rite the Eucharist is once again the locus of genuine peace and solidarity with the poor in a fractured world.

It is highly unlikely that “the poor” (whoever they are) would be more attracted to what the Church has to give through drab vestments, banal architecture and dreadful music than they might be by a beautiful church, splendid vestments and the great works of the Church’s treasury of sacred music. And would the not-poor (whoever they are) be more motivated in their service to “the poor” through the drab, banal and dreadful?

But let’s dig into the idea of “sobriety” as it has been used over the centuries.   It is conceivable that that word does not mean what he thinks it means in a liturgical context viewed through the centuries.

There is an ancient paradox – sobria ebrietas, the sober intoxication of sacred liturgical worship.

This sheds light on Msgr. Bux’s reply to Cardinal Cupich.

Authentic reform never flattens the sacred, which is what Cupich promotes. The liturgy elevates and clarifies. It does not dilute.  God’s proffered chalice – which we receive and return in fulfillment of the virtue of Religion – intoxicates with beauty which reflects truth.

The little Latin oxymoron sobria ebrietas sounds like something out of Chesterton, yet it is far older. It names a biblical and patristic intuition that grace makes a man “drunk” without destroying his reason, caught up in God yet more lucid than before.   This is a result in full, conscious and actual participation (aka active receptivity) in sacred worship.

Scripture gives the core imagery. In the Vulgate Psalm 35(36):9 we pray,

inebriabuntur ab ubertate domus tuae,
et torrente voluptatis tuae potabis eos

RSV: Ps 36:8 – They feast on the abundance of thy house, and thou givest them drink from the river of thy delights.

The wording is strong. God does not merely “refresh” his friends, he makes them inebriated in his presence. This does not bring fuzziness or confusion, but rather: “apud te fons vitae, et in lumine tuo videbimus lumen” (v. 10), “with you is the fountain of life, and in your light we shall see light.”    It expands the mind with clarity.

The New Testament gives the negative and positive poles in a single sentence. Saint Paul exhorts the Ephesians (5:8),

Et nolite inebriari vino, in quo est luxuria, sed implemini Spiritu Sancto

“Do not be drunk with wine, in which is debauchery, but be filled with the Holy Spirit.”

The contrast is not between “feeling something” and being flat and sober. It is between one kind of inebriation, that dissolves man in sensuality, and another, where he is filled with the Spirit, speaking “in psalmis et hymnis et canticis spiritualibus” (Eph 5:19).  That, of course, is liturgical.

At Pentecost, the crowd misunderstands the apostles’ joy. ““ἕτεροι δὲ χλευάζοντες ἔλεγον ὅτι γλεύκους μεμεστωμένοι εἰσίν”” (Acts 2:13), “others mocking said, they are filled with new wine.” Peter answers:

οὐ γὰρ ὡς ὑμεῖς ὑπολαμβάνετε οὗτοι μεθύουσιν, ἔστιν γὰρ ὥρα τρίτη τῆς ἡμέρας

“These are not drunk as you suppose, for it is the third hour of the day.” They are “full,” but of the Spirit who has just been “poured out” on all flesh (Acts 2:17).

Out of this biblical matrix the Fathers coined sobria ebrietas. Patristic scholars trace the theme back at least to Philo and Origen, who already speak of an “ecstasy” in which the soul goes out of itself to God without losing its reason.

Ambrose of Milan, however, is the great transmitter of the phrase into the Latin West. Modern studies of his Eucharistic preaching note that he explicitly uses sobria ebrietas in his exposition of the Psalms and that he loves to speak of bona or spiritalis ebrietas in connection with the chalice.

One key text is Ambrose’s Eucharistic reading of our psalm verse. He returns again and again to inebriabuntur ab ubertate domus tuae as an image of the chalice that gladdens without making the feet totter. In a sermon on the Psalms he explains, in a passage preserved in translation,

Bona ergo ebrietas, quae non dissolvit animum sed erigit; quae non solvit, sed colligit sensus. Inebriari enim te volo deliciis domus Dei.” (Exp in Ps. 35, 46–47)

“Inebriation of this sort is good and fills the heart with joy without causing the feet to totter. Yes, it is good inebriation. It steadies the footsteps and makes sober the mind.”

Here is the heart of sobria ebrietas: a divine “drunkenness” that makes the mind more sober, not less.

Ambrose explicitly identifies the Eucharistic chalice with the calix inebrians of Psalm 22(23):5 in De sacramentis, 5,3, 17:

“Accipe quod ait propheta: ‘Calix inebrians quam praeclarus est.’
Calix iste est qui inebriat non corporis ebrietate sed mentis.”

“Take what the prophet says: ‘How glorious is the cup that inebriates.’
This cup is one that inebriates not with a bodily drunkenness but of the mind.”

Ambrose uses the exact expression sobria ebrietas (sometimes sobria ebrietas Spiritus) when contrasting Spirit-given intoxication with wine.  The clearest instance is in Exp Evangelii secundum Lucam, 7, 177:

“Sobria ebrietas est, quae mentem perducit ad modum, non ad vertiginem;
ebrietas Spiritus, non vini.”

“It is a sober drunkenness, which leads the mind to right measure, not to dizziness;
an inebriation of the Spirit, not of wine.”

The same Ambrose gives the Latin Church one of its classic hymns of light, Splendor paternæ gloriæ, sung at Lauds. It does not use the phrase sobria ebrietas itself, yet the motif is everywhere in it. The hymn opens:

Splendor paternae gloriae,
de luce lucem proferens,
lux lucis et fons luminis,
diem dies illuminans.

Christ is the “Splendor of the Father’s glory,” the “Light from light,” the “fountain of light,” who makes every day shine. The second stanza calls him verus sol, the “true sun,” and asks:

Verusque sol, illabere
micans nitore perpeti,
iubarque Sancti Spiritus
infunde nostris sensibus.

“True sun, come down, shining with unending brightness, and pour the radiance of the Holy Spirit into our senses.”

This is the same logic as Ephesians 5. Do not fill yourself with wine, which clouds the senses, beg the “true sun” to pour in the radiance of the Spirit, which enlightens the senses. Ambrose’s readers, already steeped in Psalm 35(36), hear the prayer for a filling that is an inebriation of light.

Medieval mystics, East and West, play with the same combination. Writers influenced by Gregory of Nyssa and the Dionysian corpus call this ecstatic state sobria ebrietas, linking it to the biblical ἔκστασις or excessus mentis, the “going out of the mind” that does not destroy, but fulfills, the mind.

Aquinas does not use the exact phrase, but in ST II-II, q. 168, he describes joy in the Holy Spirit as an affective “overflow” (redundantia) that perfects the mind while leaving it fully rational, a clear scholastic underpinning for the notion of sobria ebrietas.

Many authors commenting on the Song of Songs go down this same path.

In The Spirit of the Liturgy Pope Benedict XVI addresses sobriety in a discussion of liturgical music:

The Church’s Tradition has this in mind when it talks about the sober inebriation caused in us by the Holy Spirit. There is always an ultimate sobriety, a deeper rationality, resisting any decline into irrationality and immoderation. We can see what this means in practice if we look at the history of music.

He’s not talking about Joncas and Haas.

And:

It is above all in Church music that the “sober inebriation” of faith takes place—an inebriation surpassing all the possibilities of mere rationality. But this intoxication remains sober, because Christ and the Holy Spirit belong together, because this drunken speech stays totally within the discipline of the Logos, in a new rationality that, beyond all words, serves the primordial Word, the ground of all reason. This is a matter to which we must return.

In Catholic spirituality sobria ebrietas therefore marks a concrete set of experiences.

At the most basic level it belongs to sacramental life.

At the altar the priest takes up the chalice that is “calix salutaris,” the “cup of salvation,” and the faithful pray to be “inebriated” with the love that flows from Christ’s pierced side rather than with the spirit of the age.

Ambrose can say of the Eucharist, in De sacramentis 5, 4, 25: “Christus mihi cibus, Christus est potus, caro Dei cibus mihi et Dei sanguis est potus”, “Christ is my food, Christ is my drink, the flesh of God is my food and the blood of God is my drink,” and that “daily Christ is served to me.”

To receive that food with faith is to enter into the “good inebriation” of which he speaks.

At a deeper level the phrase names what happens when grace seizes the intellect and affections. The soul goes out of itself in love, it tastes something of divine sweetness, yet its faculties are not abolished.

On the contrary, the “drunken” man of the Spirit begins to see with new clarity that “omnis homo mendax” (Ps 115:11), “every man is a liar,” and that only God is faithful.

In short, the world offers an “inebriation” that dulls conscience and finally leaves a man empty. The liturgy, rightly loved, promises something loftier, sobria ebrietas, the sober intoxication of those who “inebriabuntur ab ubertate domus Dei,” and whose minds are made clear because they are “impleti Spiritu Sancto.”

Which sort of “inebriation” results from conforming liturgical rites to social programs?  From immanentism and horizontalism?

Which sort of “inebriation” results from conforming liturgical rites to an encounter with mystery which is tremendum et fascinans?  Transcendent and vertical?

Which of the two would provide the deeper and more lasting motive based on charity properly understood regards spiritual and corporal works of mercy toward the poor of body and of spirit?

With the lens of sobria ebrietas we return to the “walking together” of Bux and Cupich.

In his letter Msgr. Bux corrects Card. Cupich’s claim that the post-conciliar liturgical reform was primarily about creating “a new image … simpler and more sober, embracing the entire people of God … more closely resembling her Lord than worldly powers.”
Bux insists that this characterization distorts the intent of Sacrosanctum Concilium, which calls for “rites should be ‘distinguished’ by a noble simplicity” precisely because they reflect the majesty of God. He argues that reducing the liturgy to an aesthetic of poverty or solidarity with the poor neglects the transcendent and sacrificial dimension of worship, thereby weakening the “sober intoxication” of divine joy that true liturgy cultivates. In short, Bux defends the traditional Rite as a staged, majestic offering that leads the faithful into the mystery of God, not into a sociological program of “solidarity.”

Finally, regarding that quote from Sacrosanctum Concilium as provided by Cupich – “rites should be ‘distinguished’ by a noble simplicity” – another commentator points out that if we look at the Latin original we find ritus nobili simplicitate fulgeant as “The rites should shine by a noble simplicity”. Lewis and Short says fulgeo is “to flash, glitter, gleam, glare, glisten, shine (syn. splendeo)” and tropologically as “to shine, glitter; be conspicuous, illustrious (rare and mostly poet.)”.

This is not the same as “be distinguished by”.

The sociological arguments seeks to extinguish rather than to make distinguished.

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Msgr. Bux’s Open Letter v. Card Cupich

Edward Pentin has – HERE – the text of an Open Letter correcting Card. Cupich who not long ago wrote a bizarre piece for Vatican News using Dilexi te as a springboard to trash the Church’s liturgy which has been (i.e., still is) in use in a relatively stable form for over a thousand years.  HERE

If you don’t remember what Dilexi te is, that’s alright.  Hardly one does.  It came out eons ago… last October!  It’s an Apostolic Exhortation from (but in large part not, I think, by) Pope Leo XIV, which focuses on the Church’s mission to love and serve the poor.

Msgr. Bux is the originator of the great “Bux Protocol”.   He is a liturgical expert and former consulter to the Dicastery for the Doctrine of the Faith and, if I remember rightly, the Office of Papal Ceremonies.

What did Cupich do?  He situates the liturgical reform of the Second Vatican Council (e.g. Sacrosanctum Concilium – SC) within the broader movement of the Church seeking “a new image … simpler and more sober, embracing the entire people of God … more closely resembling her Lord than worldly powers.”  According to Cupich, the liturgy therefore is not only about ritual or aesthetics, but must be a tangible expression of the Church’s mission among the poor and marginalized (never mind how those who want traditional liturgy are marginalized).  Cupich asserts that the “noble simplicity” mentioned in SC in the liturgical reform aimed to let God’s action shine more clearly in the liturgy, and to free the Church from the trappings of worldly power, so it can speak more authentically to our age.    Along the way the windy prelate proclaimed:

The liturgical reform benefited from scholarly research into liturgical resources, identifying those adaptations, introduced over time, which incorporated elements from imperial and royal courts. That research made clear that many of these adaptations had transformed the liturgy’s aesthetics and meaning, making the liturgy more of a spectacle rather than the active participation of all the baptized for them to be formed to join in the saving action of Christ crucified.

Ed Pentin’s reaction to Cupich’s musings –  HERE.

Shall we have a look at Msgr. Bux’s piece v. Cupich?

To His Eminence Cardinal Blase Cupich

Your Most Reverend Eminence,

“For I think that God has exhibited us apostles as last of all, like men sentenced to death; because we have become a spectacle to the world, to angels and to men.” (1 Cor 4:9). This statement of the Apostle describes the identity of Christianity, both as the proclamation of the Gospel and as the Church’s public worship. Focusing on the latter, it can rightly be said that the liturgy is the spectacle offered to the world by those who adore Christ, the one Lord of the cosmos and of history, to whom they belong and not to the world. This is recalled by the expression “liturgical service,” which is truly appropriate — unlike the term “animation,” now in vogue — as if worship were not already animated by Jesus Christ and by the Holy Spirit. [That “animation” language is used more in Italian liturgical jargon than in English.  For example, the old Willie Nelson imitator playing the bongo at Jesus Happy Lamb And Friend Faith Community in Rogerville is helping to “animate” the liturgy.]

After the persecutions, this became evident, because Christians did not burn incense to the Roman emperor but to Jesus, the Son of God. Catholic liturgy therefore has regal and imperial characteristics — Eastern liturgies teach us this [NB: Cupich doesn’t mention the Eastern “lung” of the Church] — because worship of God stands in opposition to any worship of the worldly rulers of the moment.

It is untrue that the Second Vatican Council desired a poor liturgy, since it asks that “rites should shine with noble simplicity” (Constitution on the Liturgy, 34), because they must speak of the majesty of God, who is noble beauty itself, and not of worldly banalities. The Church understood this from the beginning, both in East and West. Even Saint Francis prescribed that the most precious linens and vessels be used in worship.  [More about St. Francis on liturgy HERE]

What then is the “participation” of the faithful, if not to be part of and to take part in the “spectacle” of a faith that affirms God and therefore challenges the world and its profane spectacles — which are indeed spectacular: think of mega-conferences and rock concerts. The liturgy expresses the Sacred, that is, the Presence of God; it is not a theatrical performance. The participation desired by the last Council must be full, conscious, active, and fruitful (ibid. 11 and 14) — that is, a “mystagogy,” an entry into the Mystery that takes place per preces et ritus [through prayers and rites], which, as Saint Thomas reminds us, must elevate us as much as possible to divine truth and beauty (quantum potes tantum aude); or, in the words of then-Father Robert F. Prevost: “Our mission is to introduce people to the nature of the mystery as an antidote to the spectacle. [And the stiletto finds the gap between the 4th and 5th ribs.] Consequently, evangelization in the modern world must find adequate means to reorient the public’s attention, shifting it from spectacle toward mystery” (May 11, 2012). The usus antiquior of the Roman rite performs this function; [NB] otherwise it could not have withstood the secularization of the Sacred that entered into the Roman liturgy, to the point of making people believe that the Council itself wanted it. This is the identity and mission of the Church.

Finally, Your Eminence, I invite you to consider that the liturgy, since ancient times, was solemn in order to convert many to the faith, and for this reason it must also have an apologetic value and not imitate the fashions of the world, as Saint Cyprian reminds us (applause, dances, etc.), up to the “deformations at the limit of the bearable” that entered the novus ordo, as Benedict XVI observed. This is the authenticity of the “sacred liturgy”; this is the ars celebrandi, as demonstrated by the offertory of the Mass, which is performed for the needs of worship and for the poor.

Therefore, Your Eminence, I ask you to engage in a synodal dialogue for the good of ecclesial unity!

In the Lord Jesus,

Fr. Nicola Bux

Thus, Bux has tossed the gauntlet of dialogue across Lake Michigan.

 

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As I write, my guy Wesley So is battling against Hikaru Nakamura in the quarterfinals of the Speed Chess (5 min) Championship which has implications for a spot in London next February.  Commentators are leaning to Hiraku, but I am sticking to my guns.

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From “The Private Diary of Bishop F. Atticus McButterpants” – 12-11-25 – Bishops meeting – Day 3

November 12th 2025

Dear Diary,

Dodged the Noonch again this morning.  It turns out it wasn’t my imagination that he was looking for me.   Both Jude and Mateo* said he asked.  He was lurking by the breakfast tables with a folder, so I hid behind a group of chatting bishops.  It’s handy that we all wear black.

Because breakfast was cut short, again, I ordered a huge pizza from Pizza Panic and sent Fr. Gilbert out to get it from the delivery boy. He’s not Fr. Tommy but he got the job done.  Would T have done it?  Hm.   Anyhow Fr G slid in the side door near where the electric piano is and gave it to me, Dozer**, and two other hungry souls in the back row of tables. The pepperoni smell spread around a bit and we got some dirty looks.  Jealous looks, too.   Fr G adiosed the box.  We left him a slice because we are so nice.  HA! I see what I did there!

The session on implementing synodality was unbearable. Flow charts like spaghetti and phrases like “itteractive accompniment vecters” whatever the hell that is.  I tried to focus, but inevitably fell asleep, mouth open, during a speech on empowered listening. Ernie Plowright later said I looked “deeply contemplative,” which was kind.  I think there was a lot of contemplating going on given the dazed looks.

Some of these guys actually thrive on this process stuff!  All I wanted to do is process a nap.  I would have settled for another trip around the display tables.  I like the colors.

The day closed with even more synodality talk.   And voting on endless items I had no clue about.  I nodded a lot and watched how Dozer voted.

Tired.   These days of doing so much nothing wear me out.  Can I still show up and keep on avoiding the Noonch?

I’m looking forward to the drive back, but not until I get a couple of the guys who will stay over after we’re done and go back to that terrific steak place Tommy found a couple years back, Harbor and Hearth.  They’ve got this porterhouse finished over old wiskey barrel wood and mashed potatoes to die for.   Darn.  I’m hungry now.  Is Pizza Panic closed?  Rats.


*Respectively Bp. Jude Noble of Black Duck and Bp. Mateo Cienfuegos of Recker.  The Diocese of Recker is often described as “three hours from anywhere”.  Unless you are from there, you always pronounce the name wrong.  The region suffered badly economically but is now in an upturn and is as culturally progressive as the 1952 Baltimore Catechism.  Bp. Mat is a ball of energy, is as hot tempered as his name implies, and preaches short, punchy sermons.  He is impatient with bureaucracy and famously interrupted a presbyteral council meeting saying, “Fathers, we’re done here.  Let’s plan a Eucharistic procession.”  He is known for his spontaneous pastoral visits, arrives unannounced, blesses everything in sight (including lawn mowers), and then departs leaving a trail of mildly bewildered parishioners.

**Bp. Antuninu “Dozer” Ruspa of Pie Town has a penchant for tearing down churches and reselling the architectural elements.  However, his classmates know that he mainly slept through theology classes.  The origin of the Diocese’s name is lost in obscurity, though the clergy now blame it on the bishop.  Formerly lively parishes now limp along with thinning attendance, puerile bulletin art, and homilies so directionless that you need a map and compass to follow them. Dozer’s administrative style consists mainly of issuing vague directives, forgetting he issued them, and then being irritated when no one follows through. He infamously eliminated most local devotions as “too distracting”, though from what he never explained.  +Fatty is his best friend.

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