My original point is that the laws should indeed be strictly followed, but that we should not impose additional restrictions that might be our own personal piety, but not the rule of law.
Back on the first page, someone complained about people who might stop at McD’s for breakfast on the way to Mass and carefully time the Eucharistic fast so they can still receive. While this might not be the most generous personal sacrifice, it is still within the law, and no one should be berated for doing it. This person may at some later time grow in piety and omit the breakfast stop, but he should not be “guilted” into doing it, or worse, told that it is somehow sinful. That’s the kind of thing that frightens people away from the Church unnecessarily.
We should not ask more of others than Jesus Himself asks of them through the Church and her laws.
Betsy
Having been batted about a bit too much this week by those who would insist on deifying certain Catholic personages who are not within the “chain of command” (pope, bishops), and taking those words or alleged words literally; not to mention, those who think not only should women wear veils, but that some should be nominated to go stapling them on all women’s heads- yes, it’s time. Thank you, Betsy, for saying what you said. It has been on my heart all weekend.
I even sang along at a Mass this morning that was all H-H in hymns, even Song of the Body of Christ, which reminds me too much of “One Ton Tomato (Guantanamera).” I would request “Holy God We Praise Thy Name” once in awhile, too, but that’s OK. And as I am not inclined to get up there and play the organ or any other instrument- more power to those who can perform! I appreciate your effort and hope I don’t throw you off-key when I sing along.
I don’t like to hold hands during the Our Father, but those who wish, go ahead with those who do. I find what I call the “This Old Man- With a Knick-Knack Paddy Whack” symbolism of throwing the peace back at Father distracting, but not so distracting as you can’t do it. I will be bowing at that certain point in the Creed even if you don’t. Please don’t think less of me for doing so.
I don’t care if people of either gender wear flip-flops, decently-fitting jeans that don’t expose too much of their bodies, bermuda shorts, capri pants, burquas, chadors, yarmulkes, kepahs, big fancy hats out of a millinery, small hats out of the 50s and 60s, beanies, hat clips, chapel caps, veils, mantillas, shawls or hats made of fruit ala Carmen Miranda. Just don’t make comment on my four outfits that I rotate for Sunday wear, by the fact that you can tell which Sunday it is by my clothes. And until there is a definite discipline back in force that says we women must- don’t expect to see anything on my head but hair and maybe a few dried fleck of hairspray. (

Can hairspray count as a head covering the way Kleenex used to count?

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I prefer to receive the Sacrament of Reconcilation face-to-face, but have known times where I have wanted “the box”. Let’s keep both!
Receive the Eucharist on the tongue. And it will not be my hand that holds the chalice bearing the Sacred Blood to your lips to force you to drink it. Give me a heads up if I am behind you in the Eucharistic procession if you intend to kneel, so I don’t fly over the top of you and into Father or the EMHC. But don’t deny me what is now my opportunity to receive my Lord in my hands, or to drink from the chalice. I know I am not worthy of Him, and I also know not one part of my physical body is, even my mouth. I don’t have to say it in Latin to bring that fact to my heart. But if it helps you- by all means, do so.
And if my now granddaughters want to serve Mass, they may.
I remember in the 1960s and 1970s people who would make pronouncements, even priests who would make pronouncements, that simply were not true. They kept people out of church and way from the sacraments. Instead of improving things, we are still at it. From this point out, I will do my best not to cause that to happen any more.