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I don’t really tend to encounter liturgical abuses so much as liturgical blandness, to be honest. That blandness is quite pervasive throughout the diocese in which I live. I don’t encounter much polish, grandeur, precision, or solemnity at Mass. Priests are generally very common in their approach; some decidely center the celebration on themselves. Some feel they need to keep you laughing from beginning to end. I hate that, I really do. But by and large, the celebration of Mass tends to be just plain lackluster, rather than abuse-riddled.
When I find myself at a Mass celebrated by a priest who really takes care to look, and act, and speak like a Roman Catholic priest offering the Holy Sacrifice at the altar, it truly is a breath of fresh air. And by reverently I mean correctly; I don’t mean a theatrical display of sentimentality.
I’ll be honest, there are times when I drive to the Episcopalian cathedral to get my solemnity “fix”. Between the architecture, the music, the vestments, and the ceremonies, the Episcopalians really do outdo the Catholics when it comes to projecting Catholic public worship. I only observe, of course; I don’t participate, but I do thoroughly enjoy it. To me, it has always seemed that the Episcopalian liturgical presentation represents what might have been for the Catholic Church had the reforms been more sensitively implemented.