Maundy Thursday went off almost with no hitches, which is about as good as it gets. It was well attended, though I admit that I have daydreams (at inappropriate times) that Catholics in general become so aware of their dignity, so grateful for their salvation, so in touch with the love of God that we cannot hold them all in the church building for such a celebration.
But that would cause problems of its own.
Champagne problems, but problems.
I like champagne problems.
After it was all done, our Blessed Lord was reposed and our valiant Knights of Columbus retired the watch (they are SO cool) I headed back to the rectory to text Fr. Pfeiffer, our former parochial vicar, who is having his first ever solo Triduum celebration at his parish as pastor.
>So . . . Howd it go?
You would have wept.
>Out of jealousy, pride, or embarrassment?
And a little bit of jealousy. ;>)
Seems my downy feathered curate has shed his baby priest feathers and begun to fly. I guess I can say I am a proud father. (Father as in priest that is, not dad.)
One of the things I was most excited about at our celebration was the presence of so many families who happen to like to and normally attend our extraordinary form Mass. When Pope emeritus Benedict (God love him) gave broad permissions for this form of the rite to be celebrated, it was his vision that it be fully integrated within the life of a parish that would joyfully celebrate both forms of the Mass and sacraments. (We also have baptisms, and weddings in the extraordinary form. The diocese is working something out for confirmation.)
I am not one to try to win anyone over to either rite. I like them both. I have a hard time understanding why there are people who are rather extreme on their position for either. I think St. Sebastian could be seen as an example of that which Benedict envisioned: people spending time at the rite they prefer (or Mass time! – odd to see a 4:30 Saturday person at a 9:00 Sunday morning ordinary form!), but being open to attending the other rite when the situation warrants it without much fuss. Last night gave me much hope that we are on the “rite” track.