I’m too young to remember the EF when it was the only Mass, and there’s no EF in my area. However there’s a very reverential OF Mass with Gregorian chant at a Benedictine abbey; Latin propers and Ordinary (Greek Kyrie of course) and everything else in French plainchant.
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This deep connection with God wasn’t related to the form of the Mass of course, but is related to the reverence with which it was celebrated, to my inner disposition to God, and to Jesus made truly present for a handful of sinners going about their daily business. I am sure when the Oratory was saying the pre-Vatican II low Masses it was the same.
Then today I was at an OF Mass at a Benedictine Monastery: pipe organ, bells and incense, entrance and exit processions, Gregorian propers and ordinary in Latin/Greek, chanted readings, chanted EP, long deep silent pauses after readings and communion… it had all the pomp and ceremony of a solemn high Mass, which of course is befitting for a Sunday.
At the end of the day if the EF exists in your area and you prefer it, then that’s great. But it’s not quite right to blame all the nonsense we see today on the form of the Mass itself. I think the Church as a whole would be better served in not clamoring for more EF Masses, which does present many logistical difficulties especially for outlying parishes, but in clamoring to have the OF correctly celebrated. Not to say we should ban the EF of course, but for many getting an EF is very difficult, whereas a properly celebrated OF simply means following the missal for a change!
I had a similar experience. Because of my ministry, I travel around the diocese a great deal. Rarely am I at the same parish two Sundays in a row. I have seen my fair share of nonsense in my travels, even at the EF mass.
However, the parish where I had to visit today a Trinitarian Brother celebrated Ordinary Form of the mass. They are helping the people transition into the new missal. This is complicated, because it means transitioning into new melodies for the revised parts of the mass. In other words, the people are learning the new wording and the new melodies at the same time.
For me, it’s very easy, because I have been to mass in Spanish, Latin and Italian, where the worrding is exactly the same, just different languages. For the person who does not speak any of these languages the wording is a little more challenging.
Nonetheless, what I observed was a great reverence in the congregation. They really tried very hard to get it right and they did. To make it a little more challenging the brother throws in the Kyrie in Greek and Eucharistic Prayer in Latin and all the parts that the priest says alone in Latin. The hymns were appropriate for 9/11 and the homily was excellent. I wish that I had recorded it. I had never been to mass celebrated by a Trinitarian. It seems that they have their own form, which I didn’t know. So they throw in a few extras that we don’t normally see at the EF or OF.
The point is that reverence does not come from the form, but from the heart. A long time ago, I attended a funeral mass at an SSPX chapel in our area. You have to understand that we share a car. If one is not available, we walk, take a bus or hitch a ride. It was a very hot day and I had to take the bus. I decided not to wear my habit, but to wear my grey slacks and clerical shirt. I put the tab in my shirt pocket. I should explain that I have leukemia, congestive heart disease and diabetes. Walking in very hot or very cold temperatures is hard for me.
In any case, I took the bus; but typical suburbia, the bus left me about a mile from the SSPX chapel. I was beginning to panic. I was going to be late. In fact, I was late. I walked as fast as I could. In my panic and the heat, I forgot to put my collar on. I arrived at the chapel very sweaty and with the collar in my pocket. I went inside. There was a gentlman at the door as I was leaving. He’s connected with the chapel somehow. I saw him collecting the little booklets with the English and Latin. As I walked out past him he turned to someone else and said, “There’s an NO priest. He’s not even properly dressed and he’s wearing grey.”
I smiled and returned to him. I told him that I was a Franciscan Brother and our initials are OSF, not NO. I thanked him for reminding me about the collar. Then I left. As I was walking my mile or so back to the bus stop I kept asking myself, “Does the reverence end when the priest leaves the sanctuary?”
I’ve been to that chapel again for first communion of a dear friend’s child and have not run into this person, nor has anyone been rude. That day it was cooler, so I wore my habit and I think I turned a few heads, because my habit is always very dirty. It has stains that won’t comne out.
However, my point is that rudeness and inappropriate behaviors are not built into the forms. They come with people, just as good manners and a good attitude also comes with people.
Fraternally,
Br. JR, OSF
