This is another thing I always struggle with, the reverance of musical styles. I guess it has a lot to do with what you are used to. Today I made a later mass at another parish, the priest there was a latin man, very charismatic in nature, he had a likeable way and smile. While preparing to read the final reading the choir?, guitar players, cymbal clangers and flauitists started up the strians of sing hossanna to the lord, in an unfamiliar latin mambo type of rhythm, Father then started this clap, clapclap clap, in perfect rhythm to the fast paced music, he was also swaying, almost dancing while motioning the whole church to join in the clapping!. I got this feeling that this was irreverent and prayed to myself sorry God. Then I seen this young man I noticed on the way into mass, this church has multiple entrances and as I came early I entered through the one to the right and behind the altar, this young man, maybe 25, wheelchair bound with his head listing to the side and shaking, his hands looked atrophied, it struck me how unfair for me to complain so much about my problems looking at him. This young man came alive during this singing and started clapping his damaged hands to Fathers rhythmic clap and was moving back and forth from the waste up with a beautiful happy smile on his face. I started to cry feeling so judgemental of this priest and the musicians, and thought to myself surely the Holy Spirit was at work in this young man, his parents were smiling at him joyfully. In the case of this young man I thought this had reached him, then I noticed that most of the other parisioners were clapping and smiling too, I was probably the only person in the entire church crying and feeling guilty. My point, I am not sure, but I will not be so quick from here on to judge the Celebration of the Mass by my tastes. I was thinking this was a Celebration, and we Celebrate the Holy Mass and who am I too judge how people are reached or how they choose to celebrate.
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