I don't stay focused on one topic: not easily. And that's another topic.
Desperately Seeking a Topic
This week I thought I had something to write about when I heard the second reading at Mass: Philippians 4:12-14, 19-20. That's the one that starts:"I know indeed how to live in humble circumstances; I know also how to live with abundance. In every circumstance and in all things I have learned the secret of being well fed and of going hungry, of living in abundance and of being in need. I have the strength for everything through him who empowers me."Chewing it over, I remembered that I'd posted about wealth, poverty, and getting a grip, before.1
(Philippians 4:12-13)
Besides, I'd be likely to start rambling about my checkered job history. I've been a sales clerk, beet chopper, radio disk jockey, office worker, and there I go: starting to ramble.
A King; Guests, Invited and Otherwise; and Being Prepared?
A few minutes after that bit from Philippians, Father Statz was talking about Matthew 22:1-14, the parable about a king and wedding guests. It's not one of those 'comforting,' feel-good parables. Not for me, anyway. There's the start of a discussion of it in footnote 1 of Matthew 22.He mentioned, again, this statistic: 27% of Catholics (in context, I'm guessing that's Catholics in America) go to Mass each week. That's probably why we have three extra Masses on Easter and Christmas: to handle the 'Easter and Christmas' folks.
I'm glad, in a way, that so many folks apparently feel like going once or twice a year. And that's not what I'll be writing about, quite.
Church on Sunday: What's the Big Deal?
I go to church each Sunday because I have to. It's in the rules: Catechism of the Catholic Church, 2180-2183. Sometimes I go late Saturday afternoon: which the bishops in this country say is okay in their territory.I'm a convert to Catholicism, so maybe you'd expect me to be rabidly gung-ho about the spiritual ecstasy I feel each and every Sunday. That's not gonna happen, for several reasons:
- I think there are quite enough gushy impression pieces about the beauties of the Mass
- I'd have a hard time keeping a straight face while writing something like that
- No criticism intended to folks who write and enjoy that sort of thing
- I don't have that sort of glorious-visions-and-heavenly-voices 'mountain top' experience
- Which is fine by me
- I'd be a little suspicious if my faith was based on emotional highs
- More than a little suspicious
"The Sunday celebration of the Lord's Day and his Eucharist is at the heart of the Church's life...."There's more: Catechism, The Sacrament of the Eucharist, for starters.
(Catechism, 2177-2179)
Maybe I should feel like a hyperventilating teenager at a rock concert each time we celebrate Mass. I don't know. But I go, when possible, because I'm supposed to. And because no matter what my emotions are doing at the moment: for at least a few minutes each week, I'm with my Lord at the Last Supper, and Golgotha, and beyond.
I think it's worth the hour it takes each week.
Somewhat-related posts:
- The Eucharist
- "Corpus Christi, and Running into Walls"
(June 26, 2011) - "The Road to Emmaus, and Rome, and Sauk Centre, and - - -"
(May 8, 2011) - "Celebrating Mass, Flossing My Teeth"
(October 20, 2010) - "Catholics Invented Transubstantiation Like Newton Invented Gravity"
(September 21, 2009)
- "Corpus Christi, and Running into Walls"
- Sunday obligation
- "Sunday Obligation, Kids, and Consistency"
(July 16, 2011) - "Called to Holiness, Not Stupidity"
(February 6, 2011) - "Sunday Obligation and Getting the Job Done"
(October 9, 2010) - "Sunday Obligation, Recovering From Surgery, Wild Weather, and Martha"
(July 17, 2010) - "Sunday: I've Got Lots of Time for Reflection Today"
(January 3, 2010) - "Thirteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time, 2009: A Reflection"
(June 28, 2009)- Guest post
- "Working on Sunday: At Growing the Christian Interior Life"
(January 2, 2010)
- "Sunday Obligation, Kids, and Consistency"
1 I even had a post titled, "Success, Wealth, Poverty, and Getting a Grip." Bottom line, as nearly as I've been able to find out:
- It's okay to be
- Rich
- What matters is how a wealthy person deals with it
- Poor
- What matters is how a poor person deals with it
- Rich
- Money
- Isn't
- Good
- Bad
- What matters is what each of us does with what we've got
- Isn't
- Love of money is
- Idolatry
- A really bad idea
As propaganda, it's surprisingly effective. Partly, I think, because St. Peter's in Rome is an amazing work of architecture, the Vatican's museums and libraries store treasures collected over two millennia, and you're not likely to find a headline about Catholics doing something nice.
Part of our mandate is to care for the poor, which the Church handles by having a few folks coordinating whatever work needs doing: and 'boots on the ground' in most places where local authorities let us in. More:
- "Charity, Nuns, and an Overloaded Helicopter"
(April 28, 2011) - "Bishops, Congress, and the Poor"
(February 18, 2011) - "Money isn't Everything: But it Helps"
(April 10, 2010)
More:
- "Timothy, Amos, Money, and Getting a Grip"
(August 4, 2011) - "Passing Through Status Symbol Land"
(May 14, 2011) - "Wealth, Poverty, Stereotypes, and Snidely Whiplash"
(March 8, 2011) - "Success, Wealth, Poverty, and Getting a Grip"
(September 27, 2010) - "Wealth, the Vatican, the White House, Corporate Headquarters, and Cultural Values"
(February 4, 2010)
3 comments:
For some reason, this post shows up as having been posted yesterday.
Your fingers have a cold? "maybe you'd expect be to be rabidly"
What what? "What matters is what a poor person deals with it"
This is missing a bullet point: "What matters is what each of us does with what we've got"
At or as? "St. Peter's at headquarters?"
The Friendly Neighborhood Proofreader
Brigid,
About the time stamp, my guess is that we're looking at a 'reader software' issue again. The date/time stamps appearing in Blogger's domain (blogspot.com) are the 'official' ones.
The rest? Yep. Found, fixed, and thanks.
There's a lot to be said for a sense of duty. I know that we should cultivate a love and a passionate love for Our Lord in the Sacrament of the Mass, but sometimes my heart is cold. Without a sense of duty, I wouldn't do what's good for me unless I felt like it. And that would ultimately harm me.
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