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WillyAL
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As a non-Catholic with a Catholic wife, I almost always attend Sunday Mass with her. After many years of weekly Mass attendance, I pretty much know how things are supposed to go, and I usually recognize it when something goes awry.
This week our typically laid-back priest is on vacation, so we had a substitute - a retired priest who could best be described as “old school.” He had a somewhat stern demeanor, and before Mass I heard him criticizing the ushers because some were not wearing jackets and ties, commenting about our parish’s “unnecessary use” of Eucharistic Ministers, and telling the cantor that she was not a performer and to make sure she “keeps it toned down.” So, the mood was set.
Anyway…fast forward to the Gospel. As the Gospel Acclamation is sung Father takes his place at the ambo. After a few seconds of silence he begins:
Fr: “The Lord be with you.”
Congregation: “And with your spirit.”
Fr: “Lift up your hearts.”
Congregation: (somewhat confused) “Uhhhh, we lift them up to the Lord?”
Fr: “Let us give thanks to the Lord our God.”
Congregation: (totally confused) “It is right and…snicker, snicker, snicker.”
Father favored the congregation with a severely disapproving look and began proclaiming the Gospel. About halfway through he suddenly stopped. He turned bright red, and doing his best to stifle a fit of laughter, he finished the Gospel.
Fast forward again to the Eucharistic Prayer:
Fr: “I know we’ve done this already, but…The Lord be with you”
The whole congregation was struggling to suppress their laughter.
After Mass he joined us for coffee and doughnuts. Our parish priest typically does not offer a prayer on this occasion, but this priest sternly insisted that a prayer would be appropriate. We all put down our doughnuts and stood.
Fr: (Who suddenly had a big grin on his face) “The Lord be with you.”
The entire assembly of doughnut eaters exploded with laughter. Everyone ended up staying for about two hours listening to Father tell stories about his years as a priest. As it turns out, the guy is a laugh riot - something we would have missed out on if it hadn’t been for a small mistake.
This week our typically laid-back priest is on vacation, so we had a substitute - a retired priest who could best be described as “old school.” He had a somewhat stern demeanor, and before Mass I heard him criticizing the ushers because some were not wearing jackets and ties, commenting about our parish’s “unnecessary use” of Eucharistic Ministers, and telling the cantor that she was not a performer and to make sure she “keeps it toned down.” So, the mood was set.
Anyway…fast forward to the Gospel. As the Gospel Acclamation is sung Father takes his place at the ambo. After a few seconds of silence he begins:
Fr: “The Lord be with you.”
Congregation: “And with your spirit.”
Fr: “Lift up your hearts.”
Congregation: (somewhat confused) “Uhhhh, we lift them up to the Lord?”
Fr: “Let us give thanks to the Lord our God.”
Congregation: (totally confused) “It is right and…snicker, snicker, snicker.”
Father favored the congregation with a severely disapproving look and began proclaiming the Gospel. About halfway through he suddenly stopped. He turned bright red, and doing his best to stifle a fit of laughter, he finished the Gospel.
Fast forward again to the Eucharistic Prayer:
Fr: “I know we’ve done this already, but…The Lord be with you”
The whole congregation was struggling to suppress their laughter.
After Mass he joined us for coffee and doughnuts. Our parish priest typically does not offer a prayer on this occasion, but this priest sternly insisted that a prayer would be appropriate. We all put down our doughnuts and stood.
Fr: (Who suddenly had a big grin on his face) “The Lord be with you.”
The entire assembly of doughnut eaters exploded with laughter. Everyone ended up staying for about two hours listening to Father tell stories about his years as a priest. As it turns out, the guy is a laugh riot - something we would have missed out on if it hadn’t been for a small mistake.