OK well I see that people are going to INSIST on saying that a bikini beach with music blaring and people walking around as an appropriate place for mass. It’s continually being compared to oppressed people sneaking Mass in the woods, guest visits by the Pope to other countries, and soldiers in war who have no other recourse. Jesus ate a fish breakfast on the beach after his resurrection with his disciples, He did not celebrate “communion” there. Unless you’re arguing that we should serve fish at mass???
If all this proof texting, poor examples, things taken out of context are correct then I am the happiest woman on this planet. I can finally have my wedding mass by the volcano at the Mirage Hotel in Las Vegas. I will simply print off this whole sorry post with all these wimpy, lame, and out of context examples and present them as my “argument” to the Bishop. I’m sure he will be won over by the amazing and theologically rich examples presented here as it’s so convincing and gives such appropriate examples.
Using these intelligent, albeit, out of context examples, I can certainly have my wedding poolside with bikini clad ladies sipping on tropical beverages, grill going, and music playing, and a lifeguard occasionally (but softly) blowing his whistle. How exiting! If a solider can have mass in a battlefield, and Blessed John Paul II can say mass in the woods during communist oppression, and Jesus ate a “fish breakfast” on the beach then I should be able to have a “volcano” wedding in Vegas outside the hotel.
I am sure the Bishop will be totally impressed with the intellect and rationalization of these arguments so I’m going to spring like a panther to my keyboard and make sure he gets this thread emailed to him right away so he can “be rational” and approve it, after all, “there’s nothing wrong with it” because people in dire circumstance do it all the time. Gotcha. Besides it is a dire circumstance, I will just “die” if I don’t have my nuptial mass poolside.
I can’t wait, anyone want to attend my “volcano mass wedding?” I can just see the lovely white bows on the lawn chairs and the altar servers in Bermuda shorts carrying tiki torches as they light the candles on the tiki bar that will double as the altar of my Lord.
I hear they make the volcano erupt nice and loud at the moment you’re pronounced husband and wife. And don’t give me your theologizing because you have made it clear, mass can be celebrated anywhere because oppressed, war-time, soldiers, Catholics in hiding, and visiting Popes do it all the time.
I’ve never been happier in my life–this is the single greatest conversion experience I’ve ever had as Catholic. I am going to see if we can have a parking lot Mass at Walmart because I have shopping to do and I need to have things a little more convenient than driving to church for a silly reason like having mass indoors. I love the outdoors don’t you?
Bring on Vegas!
Lorrie