I think we all get nostalgic for certain things. I had this conversation the other day with another brother. A parish in our area just built a beautiful new church. We were commenting how they managed to make it look like a church instead of a spaceship, while at the same time it’s very modern. I told the brother that one of the weaknesses of modern architecture is the absence of details. This is common not only in churches, but in public buildings as well.
I am from central Virginia. We have very old constructions that date back to the 1700s and very new ones from the late 1900s. The old ones have a certain elegance that the new ones lack. However, I grew up in an old farmhouse and I would not want to live in it again. I would love a house that looks like my parents’ home, but one that does not breathe so that we don’t freeze in the winter and melt in the summer, preferably one that is heated with gas or electricity and not coal as our home was.
The same thing happens with liturgical and religious dress. I’m thinking about the original habit worn by our Holy Father Francis. I wouldn’t want to wear it. I’ve seen it. It’s on display in Assisi. You probably would not approve of a friar wearing it either. It’s a tunic that goes down to your calves, with a chord and a cowl. You wear it without pants. The undershirt is like a nightgown, which is rather cozy in winter, but very hot and uncomfortable in summer unless you have AC. Given the Franciscan tradition that you only have two habits and that you wash them once a month, can you imagine sitting next to someone who is sweating in that thing in the middle of August?
The Capuchin Friars Minor have a joke among them. You can tell what the menu was for the week by looking at their habit. The spills and food stains are on their habits and they don’t wash them or change them regularly. You simply wipe off as much as you can with a damp cloth. Those friars who are smokers always have burn holes in their habits. The cigar smokers have the biggest burn holes. The pipe seems to be safer. I have never been able to keep a pipe lit, so I finally gave up on it; therefore, I wouldn’t know how safe it is.
Nostalgia can be good if it’s tempered. We have to move at a reasonable pace. There is a custom in my community that a brother never runs, but he does not dawdle either as if he had no place to go. This principle is what I always apply to change.
Fraternally,
Br. JR, OSF