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PrayforMallory2
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It’s been a while since I’ve posted. Since my last post, I’ve become much less committed to the traditional movement. I still prefer the Tridentine Mass, and really everything that goes with it, because I think it’s the most beautiful thing there is, but I’m a lot more comfortable with it just being a preference of mine. I’ve also warmed up to the Novus Ordo, etc, and really don’t have any problems going to it daily ( I still go to Tridentine Masses every Sunday).
I regret a lot of the things I said on this forum. It’s not that I “renounce” anything. That is just the sort of language I want to avoid. It doesn’t matter what I think. I’m not a liturgist or theologian, and I certainly do not know the mind of God. I especially regret any criticisms I leveled at Pope John Paul II. Since that time I have learned a lot more about him, his life, and his writings, and I think I’m a littler closer to grasping the beauty that was his pontificate. I still love the Tridentine Mass, though. Who knows what future generations will think when all this confusion fades?
Looking back, I feel like what I wrote 5 or 6 months ago was colored by the fact that I was fighting myself. I had to have an enemy, to help me overcome my real enemy, which was my fear of going deeper into the Church. I had to be scrupulous also, because I was trying to fight against years of deliberate and wanton mortal sin. The only way I knew how to reform myself (and the only method I knew that was congruent with my personality) was to become as radical as possible and find some struggle. I needed the conflict in the Church to structure my own conflict with myself.
Since then I have calmed down considerably. I don’t pretend to understand the complexities of an ecumenical council, and frankly, I don’t really care about silly things like whether or not somebody is clapping at a Mass in the middle of New Zealand, or that someone is holding someone else’s hand during the Our Father. The traditional Mass is what moves me most, and I can go to it whenever I want. That’s really where it ends for me these days.
I apologize for the confusion I caused, and any errors I might have spread. I’ve always had a radical personality, veering to extremes before I find a center. I’ve also had a general penchant for idiocy.
With all that said, I still like “Trads.” I like the people. I like the fact that Trads take their faith very seriously. Being around them encourages (and pressures) me to give the Church the respect she deserves, which I have a tendency to avoid doing.
Plus, I was raised in a town of grumpy people (I’m joking).
Peace.
I regret a lot of the things I said on this forum. It’s not that I “renounce” anything. That is just the sort of language I want to avoid. It doesn’t matter what I think. I’m not a liturgist or theologian, and I certainly do not know the mind of God. I especially regret any criticisms I leveled at Pope John Paul II. Since that time I have learned a lot more about him, his life, and his writings, and I think I’m a littler closer to grasping the beauty that was his pontificate. I still love the Tridentine Mass, though. Who knows what future generations will think when all this confusion fades?
Looking back, I feel like what I wrote 5 or 6 months ago was colored by the fact that I was fighting myself. I had to have an enemy, to help me overcome my real enemy, which was my fear of going deeper into the Church. I had to be scrupulous also, because I was trying to fight against years of deliberate and wanton mortal sin. The only way I knew how to reform myself (and the only method I knew that was congruent with my personality) was to become as radical as possible and find some struggle. I needed the conflict in the Church to structure my own conflict with myself.
Since then I have calmed down considerably. I don’t pretend to understand the complexities of an ecumenical council, and frankly, I don’t really care about silly things like whether or not somebody is clapping at a Mass in the middle of New Zealand, or that someone is holding someone else’s hand during the Our Father. The traditional Mass is what moves me most, and I can go to it whenever I want. That’s really where it ends for me these days.
I apologize for the confusion I caused, and any errors I might have spread. I’ve always had a radical personality, veering to extremes before I find a center. I’ve also had a general penchant for idiocy.
With all that said, I still like “Trads.” I like the people. I like the fact that Trads take their faith very seriously. Being around them encourages (and pressures) me to give the Church the respect she deserves, which I have a tendency to avoid doing.
Plus, I was raised in a town of grumpy people (I’m joking).
Peace.