I agree. In my cathedral parish about 25 years ago, they began to tear out the beautiful side altars and replace them with what many in the diocese called vomit. A wealthy donor had commissioned this “art-work” (It was like the kitschy-like stuff you’d see in your religion textbooks back in the 80s) for each altar to represent the sacraments, I believe.
Well, after the first two went up, people were outraged that they would have replaced artistic beauty with junk. They were angry and appalled, that the diocese had to stop the work. Very typical of the type of people in my city, which I’m not always proud of - sometimes it’s a pain in the neck, but in this instance, I’m glad they were tough. I think if this was in any other normal city, this wouldn’t have happened and the people there would have had to put up with it.
Because of money issues, we’ve had these two altars until late last year. An anonymous donor purchased two beautiful side altars and the stations of the cross (marble figures) from a recently closed parish built around the same time as the Cathedral. The sculpture of the stations was the same sculpture of what the Cathedral has as well. The altars are not finished yet, but everyone is so happy that the Cathedral is being brought back to full beauty.
There is a parish in Grand Rapids, Michigan, which is very orthodox (it’s one of the few parishes I have ever been to where the
Novus Ordo is celebrated correctly, strictly adhering to the rubrics). It’s a beautiful old neo-Gothic church with a lot of statues—the Stations of the Cross are all in Polish—and it was spared the liturgical desecra…(I’m sorry,
renovations) of Vatican II for the most part.
Well, back in the early 1980’s, they got a new priest, who immediately started making plans to gut the church and turn it into one of those empty barns the progressives love so much. The parish council locked horns with him, and lost; and much to his annoyance, they went and appealed to the parishioners.
Next thing you knew, there was an all-out war between the new priest and his parish----the parishioners were one step shy of pitchforks, torches, and a rope, and the bishop (another progressive who adamantly refused to allow the indult TLM anywhere in the diocese during his tenure, and who mercifully retired years ago) had to reassign the priest before somebody decorated a telephone pole with him.
I certainly don’t advocate stringing up misguided progressives, of course, but on the other hand, I don’t advocate gutting Gothic churches, either. And the fact remains that it’s still one of the loveliest churches inside that you’ll ever see. Not an inch of greenish-gold shag carpeting anywhere.
