Delmar, NY
I never felt part of any congregation when I was a Catholic.
In the old days, the only reason many of us were there was to keep the Church
from sending us all to hell for one more week. (Is missing mass still a
“mortal sin”? If so, I’ve racked up enough for Hades' lowest rung. Yet how
meaningless that seems, now.)
The wrote, mechanical process of the mass seemed to just cranked on. Roman
Rite’s predictability wasn’t... Show more
Delmar, NY
I never felt part of any congregation when I was a Catholic.
In the old days, the only reason many of us were there was to keep the Church
from sending us all to hell for one more week. (Is missing mass still a
“mortal sin”? If so, I’ve racked up enough for Hades' lowest rung. Yet how
meaningless that seems, now.)
The wrote, mechanical process of the mass seemed to just cranked on. Roman
Rite’s predictability wasn’t comforting; it was stultifying. (It was better in
Latin when you didn't understand it.)
The communion host tasted foul, the thing that as a child I was told I was so
“unworthy of”.
I walked out in the middle of the last sermon I heard in a Catholic Church: It
had to do with the Pharisceen Cannon Law workings of the Church, with more
archaic rules and regulations than you can shake a crucifix at. They still
seem to confuse “immutable truth” with the intellectual and theological vogues
of the 11th and 12th Centuries.
Catholics never bothered to “dress up” for mass; we knew we were there to get
it over with, and wouldn’t being hanging around after, “Go, the mass is
ended”. I always thought the people’s response to that was funny: “Thanks be
to God”, translated as “Thank God! We’re out of here”.
One thing always amazed me in Catholic liturgy: it managed to take the mystery
of the universe, the Mysterium Magnum, and turn it into a crashing
ecclesiastical bore.
“Sic Transit Gloria Mundi”: true also for “one, true religions”…and their
deities.
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