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THurifer2
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Hello,
My wife and I traveled to the Archdiocese next door for a family HS graduation (nephew). Of course I have never felt comfortable in my wife’s hometown parish the last several years due to a high level of “progressive feel” to the way they do things during the liturgy. The small things like greet you neighbor, comradere before mass, introductions to the entire “cast” of the Celebration, the 10 “Eucharistic” ministers that enter the sanctuary beofere the agnus dei, the happy clappy chior up front singing hagen hass while the entire congregation stares at the ceiling, etc. etc. etc. I was married in this church and it is a very well kept 100 year old gothic style large church. In fact it can be classified by Gorgeous two steeples that can be seen from miles away etc.etc… Thank God they didn’t ruin the church…just the liturgy… I always put up with the little things out of respect for my dear Mother in law who is a nice quiet pew sitting member of this parish. Never have I commented on my dislike for things. In fact this church seats around 800 people and it is always packed…but for the life of me I constantly have the feeling of dread whenever I attend mass there. Honestly the people in the pews are like zombies during the liturgy. The lack of reverence is by far the worst thing about this parish. Lots of poorly chosen clothing…too much skin…YIKES. anyway I managed to suffer through the Mass when Lo and behold when communion was done the priest sat down and I could hear some music coming from a CD player…I thought to myself hmm that is strange…when All of the sudden a woman dressed in a toga with a piece of purple streamer goes prancing by me down the main isle towards the altar. I was absolutely stunned at what I did next. Like a reflex…I stood up and ran out of the church right down the main isle…I did it without even thinking about it…it just happened. I ran out onto the plaza of the church and just stood there with my hands on my head…I gathered myself waited for about 5 minutes and walked back inside the church just as a huge applause happened. I waited for the final blessing then slipped out again and waited for my wife and family…It was likely the creepiest thing that has ever happened to me in a church…I told my wife that I will have a very hard time attending mass there again. Knowing how I feel about such things she almost had to console me. I never thought I would react in such a way…It was very strange.
My wife and I traveled to the Archdiocese next door for a family HS graduation (nephew). Of course I have never felt comfortable in my wife’s hometown parish the last several years due to a high level of “progressive feel” to the way they do things during the liturgy. The small things like greet you neighbor, comradere before mass, introductions to the entire “cast” of the Celebration, the 10 “Eucharistic” ministers that enter the sanctuary beofere the agnus dei, the happy clappy chior up front singing hagen hass while the entire congregation stares at the ceiling, etc. etc. etc. I was married in this church and it is a very well kept 100 year old gothic style large church. In fact it can be classified by Gorgeous two steeples that can be seen from miles away etc.etc… Thank God they didn’t ruin the church…just the liturgy… I always put up with the little things out of respect for my dear Mother in law who is a nice quiet pew sitting member of this parish. Never have I commented on my dislike for things. In fact this church seats around 800 people and it is always packed…but for the life of me I constantly have the feeling of dread whenever I attend mass there. Honestly the people in the pews are like zombies during the liturgy. The lack of reverence is by far the worst thing about this parish. Lots of poorly chosen clothing…too much skin…YIKES. anyway I managed to suffer through the Mass when Lo and behold when communion was done the priest sat down and I could hear some music coming from a CD player…I thought to myself hmm that is strange…when All of the sudden a woman dressed in a toga with a piece of purple streamer goes prancing by me down the main isle towards the altar. I was absolutely stunned at what I did next. Like a reflex…I stood up and ran out of the church right down the main isle…I did it without even thinking about it…it just happened. I ran out onto the plaza of the church and just stood there with my hands on my head…I gathered myself waited for about 5 minutes and walked back inside the church just as a huge applause happened. I waited for the final blessing then slipped out again and waited for my wife and family…It was likely the creepiest thing that has ever happened to me in a church…I told my wife that I will have a very hard time attending mass there again. Knowing how I feel about such things she almost had to console me. I never thought I would react in such a way…It was very strange.
Shouldn’t this be reported to the Archdiocese?!?! I’m sorry but I have never been exposed this sort of thing & it makes my blood boil! Now you done it, I have to go to confession ASAP!
