It's the first Sunday of the month again, and time to drive 200 km down to Hobart, where I'm the M.C. at our Missa cantata, this State's only permitted Latin Mass (though I hear the S.S.P.X. are active).
I am reminded of the words of Thomas à Kempis in The Imitation of Christ (Book IV, Chapter 1):
If this most holy Sacrament were celebrated in only one place and consecrated by only one priest in the whole world, with what great desire, do you think, would men be attracted to that place, to that priest of God, in order to witness the celebration of the divine Mysteries!
Of course, every Catholic Mass is valid; it is rather that, as Benedict XVI has written, in his Letter to Bishops accompanying his Motu Proprio Summorum Pontificum:
...it has clearly been demonstrated that young persons too have discovered this liturgical form, felt its attraction and found in it a form of encounter with the Mystery of the Most Holy Eucharist, particularly suited to them.
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Just this afternoon, inspiration struck, and some new words came to mind to match the tune of that ditty "Gather your people, O Lord", referring (let the reader understand) to those priests and people of a certain age and outlook on matters ecclesiastical, from whose influence Father Time will deliver us:
Crabby old people, O Lord!
Crabby old people, O Lord!
Stuck in the seventies,
They hate Latin Mass,
Crabby old people, O Lord!
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