In this PODCAzT, which also serves as a PRAYERCAzT (my somewhat languishing project to provide Latin language help for men learning the TLM) we will hear the minimum amount of Latin required in the rite of Baptism of One Child according to the Rituale Romanum in force in 1962.
I’m also referring to books that compile the rites and blessings most commonly used, such as the Collectio Rituum or the Parish Ritual. However, lots of books are floating around that were made after 1962 and they have indications for the use of more English than was permitted in 1962. For example, the books by Weller indicate more English than in 1962.
The last Collectio in use by 1962 was the 1961 edition, which reflects what was in force in 1962.
Some parts simply must be in Latin.
For example, the exorcisms and blessings of salt, the exorcism of the one to be baptized, the form of the sacrament, the anointings must be in Latin. That’s what was in force in 1962 and that’s what Summorum Pontificum designates as our reference point. Hence, in 1962 that’s what we could do, so that’s what we do today. Of course, Father can always do the whole thing in Latin.
Editions of the Collectio Rituum and Parish Ritual have this laid out clearly. You can see right easily which parts can be English and which must be Latin.
Here is a recording of the parts that must, at the minimum, be done in Latin. This is for the baptism of one child.
Also, as I concluded the Latin for baptism, I figured I’d also do the Latin for the “Churching of a Woman”, the blessing after childbirth. Keep in mind that in 1962 and before this was to be done IN LATIN. The books after 1962 have more permission for English, but those books are not authorized.
Do you have some good news to share with the readership?
Yesterday, Sunday, we had the help of a newish deacon, so that we could have Solemn Mass. More and more young men are taking to the Traditional Roman Rite. This is very good news, indeed.
Also, I was delighted to receive a can cozy which was given as a prize for the US Navy sponsored Guantanamo Bay Joint Task Force Chess Match. Quite a distinction.
I was going to place it in my challenge coin cabinet along with the prestigious “Commander’s Coin”, but instead, I though it would work for my highly amusing Hokusai decorated cup which I picked up in Tokyo at a recent exhibit of his works.
He made a collection of tiny figures, some of which are a real hoot.
Yes, that’ll do just fine.
Also, from Angelus Press today I received new copies of the Passionale, use for the singing of the Passion during Holy Week and the Triduum.
One book has all three parts (Chronista, Christus, Synagoga) and the other three present those parts individuated.
And then the volume with just the Chronista part.
No ribbons, but they really don’t need them. I’m a little surprised that they didn’t dye the pages purple.
Immediately, I’m sure, you have been thumping the table, eager to ask whether or not they included the haunting “tonus ad libitum” for the burial of the Lord.
Finally, since today is the birthday of His Excellency, Most Reverend Donald J. Hying, newish skipper of the Diocese of Madison, the intrepid Tridentine Mass Society of the same diocese organized and delivered a Spiritual Bouquet for his intention. We also, because of his devotion to the Most Sacred Heart, we framed for him a lovely print of Daniel Mitsui. I wrote about it HERE. There’s a lot going on in there. And what a different “museum glass” makes!
Lastly, His Eminence Raymond Card. Burke will be here in Madison on 8 December, Immaculate Conception, and will celebrate a Pontifical Mass!
Peter Kwasniewski at NLM: The Fear of the Lord is the Beginning of Liturgical Wisdom
Nathaniel Peters at Public Discourse: The Rise of the Nones (This one is important.)
Jonathan B. Coe at Crisis: God Wants a Repentant Church, Not a Relevant Church (shreds prominent libs)
Loye Young at Catholic Stand (an oldie): Withholding Tithes from the Church is Heretical (The writer posted this link in the combox under the entry about withholding money HERE.
On that last issue, the writer brings in some relevant declarations of Councils, etc. I think there is more to be said on the question, but his piece is a good starting point.
Meanwhile, the malice continues from the catholic Left…
For traditionalists, nothing is subject to change; past ecclesial institutions and ways of Christian life are timeless and sacred; there is no ‘today’; nothing can be added to that which has already been said or done. For them, one can only repeat or reproduce the past.
This is, one the face of it, scandalous. As a matter of fact, it drew forth this response.
Trads elevate Tradition above Scripture & the Magisterium as the ultimate rule of faith. Didn’t Luther & Calvin do the same w/ Scripture in the 16th cent? Trads also protest & deny the authority of the Pope to lead the Church. Why do we call them Catholic? They are Protestants!
More from Twitter… what Fishwrap is celebrating! Anyone surprised? This is not reporting news. This is approval and envy.
At its Churchwide Assembly, the Evangelical Lutheran Church in America kicked off a year of celebrations leading up to the 50th anniversary of Lutheran women’s ordination in the U.S. in 2020. https://t.co/MwmEliehgV
On a different note, do you subscribe to Brant Pitre’s explanations of the Novus Ordo Sunday readings? He is very good. I warmly suggest his work.
Today I heard his explanation of “Will Only A Few Be Saved?” for the 21st Sunday of Ordinary Time Year C.
This is as thorough a dismantling of the notion that no one is in Hell as I have ever heard, founded on Scripture and the living tradition of the Church (Patristics – Augustine). A certain Catholic commentator might review Pitre’s presentation. And it also makes a strong case for the urgency of evangelization, for inviting CONVERSION to Catholicism, to the only Church which Christ founded. HERE
May I add that it is emblematic of the confusion of our day to see, on the same page, the trashy provocations of Beans and the terrific, edifying explanation of Dr. Pitre?
I recommend to my fellow priests, especially, A Catholic Introduction to the Bible: The Old Testament by John Bergsma and Brant Pitre published by Ignatius Press.
Children at Mass. Ah… children at Mass. They are simultaneously the great consolation of priests and, hopefully, the seniors of a congregation, as they can also be the woe.
Look at the average age of people at some suburban parishes, or at that church in Portland. Then look at the average age of people at the TLM. If, at the later, certain pews turn into universally distracting three ring circuses, at the former the quiet foreshadows the day when the last parishioner might remember to throw the main power switch and lock the door before ambling off behind a walker.
After this morning’s circus punctuated Mass, I was enthusiastically greeted by the boy “Luke” who, a few weeks back, I described as having solemnly demonstrated how to use a thurible, substituted by his pair of blue plastic binoculars on their strap. Today he ran at me quite unliturgically with a handful of cupcake. He is, after all, still three.
This is all a preface to a photo that encapsulates something of an aging priest’s hope for the future. From a reader who explains:
My sons playing Mass “against pagans”.
How it doth warm the cockles of my beady-black heart.
I appreciate the serious expression as he receives the incensation from someone in PJs.
My lumberyard memory has produced a connection with an image from the superb Life of Little Saint Placid, originally in French, the English recently reprinted by St Augustine Academy Press which has that lavishly illustrated guide to the TLM. I gave away my English versions, but here’s the French:
I am ransacking the lumberyard of my mind, but I think it was St. Thomas Aquinas who explained that play and contemplative prayer are similar to each other, in that both activities are undertaken for their own sake, for pleasure.
“Play Mass”. Contemplate that!
It isn’t easy being even remotely contemplative during Mass when the average age in the place is roughly 10. Then again, at the altar the priest’s main task is not so much play or contemplative prayer but play’s correlated activity, work. Nevertheless, it is wholly holy fun, serious pleasure, when everything is clicking smoothly in a Solemn Mass, to be able to steal snatches of contemplation of the momentous liturgical works at the altar, magnalia Dei.
How delightful, however, is that play Mass “contra paganos”?
I just had a glimpse in my lumberyard mind of a scene in one of those Jurrasic Park movies, when mom or dad T-Rex gently crunches a bad guy so that junior can play Grown Up and practice the kill. In addition to contemplation, play can have its practical side.
Pray for more priests for the future. Perhaps even today some of them are playing Mass “contra paganos”!
Was there a good point or two in the sermon which you heard at your Mass in fulfillment of your Sunday obligation? Let us know.
For my part, I connected the Gospel parable of the Pharisee and the Publican praying in the Temple, what our attitude in prayer should be, and what the priest expresses in the prayers of the Offertory in the Traditional Latin Mass, so very attenuated in the Novus Ordo.
These days our sermons are being recorded and put out there, so, here it is!
In the wake of the Pew Research about the lack of Faith of Catholics, I figure I will add a little more liturgical catechesis to my time at the pulpit. It is good to know what’s going on up there. Hence, today’s look at the Offertory, especially from the priest’s perspective.
BTW… we had a Solemn Mass with a deacon ordained in May. He did a good job.
I have been wanting to post something about this ever since I heard about it, days ago. Others have done yeoman’s work to cover it. For example, LifeSite.
The bare bones: At an ultra-liberal parish in Portland – and that means waaaay out there, ’cause it’s Portland – aging-hippies rose up in revolt against their new pastor, a Nigerian-born priest, who was getting rid of, inter alia, the dreadful liturgical junk and the “gay” stuff. They had a spittle-flecked nutty and got the local press on his case. The secular paper had an article so biased that it read like Eye Of The Tiber… but was not satire. During Mass the geriatric libs, reliving their halcyon days of Woodstock glory, protested with signs and shouting, tambourines or noise-makers, etc. There is video. Get that groooovy song at the end.
What a goat rodeo. That poor priest. In that place. Wow. Just wow.
If I were the Archbishop there, I would go there, listen, and – knowing full well in advance what would happen, be ready with options. [All due respect to my old friend Archbp. Sample. I don’t want to be a bishop anywhere. And I pray for you.]
Remember my descriptions of what drives aging hippies? They are channeling those formative experiences, those halcyon days of protests, sexual revolution, Vatican II, all fused into an iconic moment. They see something remotely conservative and they are triggered – POP! – and they go into silly mode, reliving their glory days.
Yes… so, for the length of this post I’m now Archbishop there… let’s have the meeting with these elderly congregationalists and then give them three options, sort of like Monty Hall and Let’s Make A Deal.
“Dear ladies and other congregationalists, I’ve listened to what you had to say. I’ve heard your demands and insults when you interrupted me. I’ve read your signs. I’ve got a good picture of your position. Here’s my position.
Since you are playing a really dangerous game with your souls and your salvation, and committing dreadful scandal to others, I’ll play along.
You can choose what’s behind Door #1, Door #2 or Door #3.”
[The curtain pulls back to reveal the big doors with numbers.]
“Well? C’mon! You have three choices.”
[… they look all around at each other until one of them, with really short gray hair and a flannel shirt over a tie-dyed rainbow tee says …]
“Door #1 please!”
“Thanks for your choice! Behind Door #1 we have a brand new
…. INTERDICT!”
[MUSIC –
– ANNOUNCER VOICE: “An interdict is a censure imposed when someone incites hatred against the Holy See or the local bishop because of some act of ecclesiastical power (such as assigning a certain priest to a parish), or joins an association that plots against the Church or who commits simony.”]
“It seems to me that by fighting in such a disruptive way against Father you are also attacking me, your Archbishop, as well as the Church’s teachings and laws. You’ve demonstrated contempt for me all evening. Thanks for that. You removed doubt. Just to be clear, an interdict forbids people to celebrate or receive any of the sacraments or to take any liturgical role such as a reader, or nearly always unnecessary minister of Communion. If you violate the interdict and try to take a role at Mass or try to receive the Eucharist, which under canons 915 and 916 you should not approach and should not be given to you, the Mass… sorry, I’ll speak your language for your religion – liturgy or empowerment session or whatever, would have to be halted and the person or persons should even be expelled.
[crickets… the Archbishop continues:]
“I’ll just remind you that in most places, it is illegal to interrupt a church service. I suppose if we have an off-duty cop present (a good idea anyway) that could help.”
[crickets]
“You don’t seem enthusiastic. If you don’t like that option, maybe we can maaaaaaake a deal! First, let me ask you, how many men have you as a parish sent to the seminary over the last, say, 10 years? Even 5 years?”
“Ummm…. [… whispered consultation…] that would be none.”
“Is that your final answer? None?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Since you have provided zero priests for either the Catholic religion or for whatever religion you are into here, I think this qualifies as mission territory, ripe for the New Evangelization. You can keep your Interdict or trade your Interdict for what’s behind Door #2.”
[pause… whispered consultation…]
“We’ll trade.”
“Good choice! Let’s see what’s in there. I suspect it might have something of a missionary flavor. Here’ it comes…
The INSTITUTE OF CHRIST THE KING!
[MUSIC… rather like a Te Deum…]
Since you haven’t been providing men for seminary formation, I don’t have a priest to send back to you! We’ll just have to get one from somewhere else. Oooopps we did that! The Nigerian fellow! Well, that was then and this is now. So, now you too will enjoy Latin and altar service only by males dressed all in blue, with lace of course, and hear sermons inspired mainly by the Baltimore Catechism until you start producing vocations. How’s that sound? Is it a deal? You are already living in the past, about 1968… its not that much farther to 1948 … which some of you will remember, anyway. Maybe you still have your missals and Rosaries from First Communion. Remember those? Chapel veils? You… [looking at one in particular…] can have one in flannel.”
[… alarmed stares… a sign drops to the floor… sobs… angry shouts… applause, abruptly cut off with a smack from a tambourine… ]
“What’s behind Door #3?”
“So, the New Evangelization isn’t welcome here. Let’s open up Door #3 and let’s see what awaits you! Behind the third door we have… waaaaait for it…. any time now…
…. NO PRIEST AT ALL!
[NO MUSIC]
That’s right, you’ve chosen a self-imposed and informal interdict. You’ll now be going off to find the sacraments, if you are really still interested in those old things in your religion, at some other parish to your liking – or not – down the road. But that probably isn’t much of a bother, since you are more than likely driving here, your destination parish, from various zip codes.
See how easy? I think that we’ve just about wrapped it up here. Thanks to all the pro-testants and con-testants. For those of you who didn’t get your way, thanks for participating. There are no consolation prizes for attacking the priest I sent here to help you stay out of Hell. Until next time!”
[On his way out he stops, thinks, turns…]
“Of course there’s always Door #4.”
[Taking a stole from his pocket, he opens up the door to the confessional, upon which a large “4” materializes.]
“Let’s make a deal. You confess in number and kind all your mortal sins, including the way you’ve treated Father, and, in exchange, I’ll give you God’s pardon. The line forms to the LEFT at this parish, or so I hear.”
[The door clicks shut and the light over his door flashes on.]
[MUSIC… CREDITS… Rapid disclaimer voice: “The prize of Hell is neither desired by the Archbishop nor can it be imposed, though interdict and/or the loss of a priest may or may not increase their odds of going there. The contestants are real people chosen from the general membership of the Church and will receive God’s justice whether they want it or not when the time comes. His mercy they will have to request and it will surely be given without reservation. Ceteris paribus etc etc.]
The other day, I posted a question from a reader about a priest who had, for the second year, put out a “gay” flag at the parish for Hubris Week. HERE
I suggest that, in a situation like this where satisfaction can be gained from neither the priest nor the bishop, your only recourse might to be to cut off all or some of their money.
Think about this. Demographics are shifting in the Church. Lots of the people who have money – people who do or have worked – are aging or are aged. Their money is not going to be available to parishes and dioceses pretty soon and their kids aren’t going to Mass at all. The “nones” are going to stop pretending to associate themselves with the family’s “legacy faith”. They won’t be a source of money for the Church either.
So, the individual giver is going to be ever more important. Even in politics today, small donors are making a huge difference.
So, cutting off money may be the way to go.
I would modify that to say that you should do research to find out solid and reliable Church entities to support. Hey! Remember the TMSM!
But seriously…
Did you see what is happening in the Christ the King Seminary? Diocese of Buffalo (where a RICO suit has been filed)?
A letter was made public. The “dean” of seminarians at Christ The King resigned his leadership position – said he is leaving the formation program – and issued a letter addressed to the Bishop of Buffalo, Richard J. Malone, and clergy and seminarians, made public by a local news station. PDF HERE Before becoming a diocesan seminarian for Buffalo, he had been a religious brother for 24 years.
It’s a real bombshell. One line: “How do I commit my life to representing a diocese that is suspected of being so corrupt that it is being investigated by the federal government under the R.I.C.O Act?
Here is a short video clip I spotted on Twitter
Parisi: “The only way for the church to survive is for good and honest lay people to reclaim their church and the first step is to stop putting money in the collection basket.” @WKBW@Charlie_Reportspic.twitter.com/WHp1cBqTSR
I don’t know if we can in good conscience entirely cut off every entity of the Church. We have an obligation to support the Church materially and support the works of religion. But we don’t necessary have an obligation to support entity X or entity Y. Z – YES! but not necessary X or Y, if you get my drift.
There are many great groups who are doing wonderful and important things in and for the Church which need support.
I want to wear a scapular on my bullet proof vest. The best way to do this is to sew a Velcro patch onto one, but would doing that be considered impious or a mistreatment of the sacramental?
I think it is a great idea. Front and back.
Scapular over body armor. Hmmmm… where have I seen this before?
With delight I am making my way through a book I discovered many years ago, as we count the years, even before I entered Holy Church. I recall my own grandmother reading all the books of this writer.
In 1904, a little girl is shipped off to the house of her wealthy Irish grandmother in Leeds. The widow’s relationship with the Church is strained, but she retains a great respect and affection for priests. She regularly invites groups of priests poor and well off, of the city or of the country, to dine at her fine table. Her requirement is story-telling. The priests are to tell a story, which the spellbound girl overhears and remembers.
Here is a snippet, a description of some of the clerics of the day.
As her family had been so devoted to priests and the Religious when she had been a girl at home, Rose Mary had come to look upon them all with affection. The priests in her day were not Elegant English Gentlemen, but were men of vigor and strength and imagination. They had to be, to survive in those days in Scotland and England. The weak among them had no chance at all. But even those who survived were chronically poor and hungry, as were most of their parishioners, chronically shabby and threadbare, with neat patches visible at knee and elbow and boot. What woolen scarves they had were made by female relatives, or old ladies in their poverty-stricken parishes. Moreover, most of the priests had large numbers of indigent brothers and sisters, nieces and nephews, not to mention old parents, and to these went most of their tiny stipends, if any, and all of the meager gifts.
They were not persecuted, of course, in either Scotland or England, but they were ignored by all but Catholics. They appeared to live in a world that found them invisible. They had no friends except those of their own Faith, and if some of the more daring reached out a kind and tentative hand towards a possibly different friend, they were immediately accused of attempting to make converts. Rare was the Protestant minister, however full of good will, who would challenge his own congregation by inviting some starveling young priest to dinner. A minister who paused on the street to speak to a ‘Roman’ colleague was inviting the darkest of suspicions and even darker glances. Sisters meekly collecting for charities in shops were usually roughly ordered out at once, unless the shopkeeper were Catholic, himself.
So priests in England, Scotland and Wales in those days led very rigorous lives, and they needed all the humor, affection, sympathy and kindness they could get from their own people. It was no life for the faint-hearted, the timid or the too gentle, or the openly sensitive. Sons of a brawling people, they did not hesitate openly to protect a victim of a gang on some sordid street. They did not rush for a policeman. They rescued the victims themselves, and punched and kicked with fervor. Their garb did not protect them at a time when they were objects of derision. Many a priest suffered a broken head or a limb on his missions of violent mercy, but one can be sure that they gave as good as they got. Each of them would have eagerly offered his life in martyrdom for his Faith and his God, and considered such martyrdom the most blessed of Graces. But a helpless woman who was being beaten by her drunken husband, or a child who was being tormented by cruel adults, often had reason to rejoice encountering a passing priest drawn by her screams and groans. The deep humility of their souls, which would have prevented them from defending their own persons except when in danger of death, did not permit priests to stand by while the weak were being attacked or tortured. Many priests died of injuries in the slums of London and Liverpool and Manchester, when their attempts to save a helpless man, woman or child failed, or even when they succeeded. They had to be brawny and vigorous men, of courage, steadfastness and strength. They met the devil face to face many times in their lives, and often gave their lives and blood in the struggle against him. But still they preserved their good humor under the direst of challenges, and as they were mighty men they were singularly gentle and uncomplex, the first to help, the first to comfort, the first to offer kindness.
They were, of course, not Gentlemen. Few there were of noble blood, those Scots and Irish priests. Most of them had been born in the working class, in poverty, in the midst of other teeming children, in hunger, in cold. They knew hard labor as soon as they began to toddle. They never wondered if they had a vocation for the priesthood, nor did they dally at ease with the thought. A lad knew, absolutely, if he had a vocation, and he pursued it under the most dreadful of circumstances, often without a penny in his pocket or more than the clothes that he stood in. He knew what the life entailed, and so from the very beginning he could have no doubts. A boy or youth with doubts, or hesitations, never became a priest in those days.
It is no wonder, then, that their people reverenced and loved them, for they knew what these men were sacrificing for them because of their love of God and man. Few Catholics in those days, in England, Scotland or Ireland, were rich. If they were, their homes became oases of refreshment, temporary rest, and food, and what charity could be wrung from rich pockets. It was never a great deal, that charity, for men of substance who have never known pain, sorrow, hunger or homelessness are frequently hard of heart. What little money found its way into the offering plates came from hands scoured, callused and twisted by the most arduous work. Still, the homes of the rich Catholics were open to the priests, most of the time, provided the priests did not press too ardently for cash for a school or new bells or an orphanage or a convent, and used tact during the hour of possible extraction. It was a case of “I won’t look if you take anything from my purse, provided you don’t call my attention to it.”
Grandmother had known priests all her life. As they possessed her own sense of humor, vitality, shrewdness and love for living, she remained fond of them.
The Stories…
Monsignor Harrington-Smith and the Dread Encounter
Father MacBurne and the Doughty Chieftain
Father Hughes and the Golden Door
Father Ifor Lewis and the Men of Gwenwynnlynn
Father Donahue and the Shadow of Doubt
Father Padraic Brant and the Pale
Father Alfred Ludwin and the Demon Lady
Father Thomas Weir and the Problem of Virtue
Father Shayne and the Problem of Evil
Father Daniel O’Connor and the Minstrel Boy
Bishop Quinn and Lucifer
I have hard copy stored away, but I’m using my Kindle. It is, by the way, a great deal less expensive on Kindle.
Go over right away to read Anthony Esolen’s latest at The Catholic Thing.
He reflects on how hard it is to pray at a rather usual “Novus Ordo” Mass. His description could match any number of places.
Then he asks: What is a liturgist?
He gives his own thoughts on the matter.
My old pastor use to say that:
A liturgist is one raised up by God so that people who haven’t yet suffered for their Faith may do so.
Back to Esolen. Choice quote…
[…]
I stand in line to receive, just as I stand in line for chili and doughnuts at Tim Horton’s. Indeed, at the latter, I may have a few moments of silence for thinking, but at Communion, no. Keep that line moving, pal. Body of Christ already.
The priest at this church is a very fine man, and he gives intelligent homilies. I believe he does the best he can, by his lights, under the circumstances. But everything in that Mass, from the music out of Glory ’N’ Praise, to the bored and slouching altar girls, to the chirpy announcer, to the disgraceful lectionary, to the bleak and bare walls, to the bad liturgical instructions come down from the chancery, acts as a drag on the ship of faith.
It is like trying to sail with anchors down and flukes in the mud.
[…]
As usual, his writing is excellent. Go there to find his answer to the question.
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As for Latin…
"But if, in any layman who is indeed imbued with literature, ignorance of the Latin language, which we can truly call the 'catholic' language, indicates a certain sluggishness in his love toward the Church, how much more fitting it is that each and every cleric should be adequately practiced and skilled in that language!" - Pius XI
"Let us realize that this remark of Cicero (Brutus 37, 140) can be in a certain way referred to [young lay people]: 'It is not so much a matter of distinction to know Latin as it is disgraceful not to know it.'" - St. John Paul II
Grant unto thy Church, we beseech Thee, O merciful God, that She, being gathered together by the Holy Ghost, may be in no wise troubled by attack from her foes. O God, who by sin art offended and by penance pacified, mercifully regard the prayers of Thy people making supplication unto Thee,and turn away the scourges of Thine anger which we deserve for our sins. Almighty and Everlasting God, in whose Hand are the power and the government of every realm: look down upon and help the Christian people that the heathen nations who trust in the fierceness of their own might may be crushed by the power of thine Arm. Through our Lord Jesus Christ, Thy Son, who liveth and reigneth with Thee in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end. R. Amen.
In this PODCAzT, which also serves as a PRAYERCAzT (my somewhat languishing project to provide Latin language help for men learning the TLM) we will hear the minimum amount of Latin required in the rite of Baptism of One Child according to the Rituale Romanum in force in 1962.
I have been wanting to post something about this ever since I heard about it, days ago. Others have done yeoman’s work to cover it. For example, 
The other day, I posted a question from a reader about a priest who had, for the second year, put out a “gay” flag at the parish for Hubris Week. 
