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										The 
										Most Holy Sacrifice 
										 
										
										of the Mass
  
										 A Primer
										 for 
										Clueless Catholics
										
										 Part 
										VIII
 
									What the Mass 
									is NOT
										
										By 
										now we should have acquired a fairly 
										clear idea of what the Most Holy Sacrifice 
										of the Mass principally IS.
 
										
										
										    
										It is no less important for us first be 
										clear about
										what 
										the Mass is not, for a good 
										deal of what the Mass is 
										will become much more clear if we understand 
										what the Mass is not.
										
 Most Catholics, as Pope John Paul II noted, 
										have either lost, or no longer have remembrance 
										of, the most central aspects of the Mass 
										 and the fault, largely, is not their own. 
										It is the result of a systemic failure in 
										Catechesis over the past 60 years. Bishops 
										 whose principal duty, above all other 
										duties, as 
										teachers 
										of the faith
										 appear to have forgotten, or 
										have simply relinquished, this absolutely 
										vital responsibility, relegating it to others 
										as something of a less 
										pressing 
										issue, failing to see that the larger 
										issues at hand are an immediate and 
										direct result of this failure.
 
 
										 
										Doctrine 
										and Dogma vs. Doctrinaire Dissent
										
										
										    
										Having been pawned off to  and eagerly 
										seized by  increasingly doctrinaire and
										progressive
										committees who articulated Catholic 
										teaching not in terms of the genuine Deposit 
										of Faith, but in terms of social and political 
										issues  largely liberal and distinctly 
										feminist  current or correct at the time, 
										the concept itself of doctrine 
										and dogma" came into disrepute, such that 
										the words themselves became terms of reproach 
										and disdain. In fact, doctrine 
										and dogma 
										became the antithesis to endless 
										enlightened 
										experiment, 
										which, disdaining doctrinal certainties 
										as somehow regressive, eventually came to 
										repudiate them  however catastrophic the 
										results and however detrimental to the Faith 
										... and to the faithful.  
										
										     Indeed, we 
										ourselves are not without blame. Unwilling 
										to accept, or even to recognize our own 
										complicity in the matter through our failure 
										to be the 
										primary teachers of our children 
										 as the Church insists  the reproach that 
										we legitimately lay on the doorsteps of 
										our Religious 
										Educators 
										and Catechists is no less an indictment 
										of our own irresponsibility. It is profoundly 
										true, unfortunately, that the Catechists 
										to whom we entrust our children had themselves 
										acquired little in the way of authentic 
										Catholic doctrine from their own 
										predecessors who themselves were 
										largely ignorant of the authentic teachings 
										of the Church and the Deposit of the Faith 
										... or disagreeing with much of it, deliberately 
										failed to teach what did not conform to 
										their own partisan commitment to prevailing 
										social, sexual, and gender-related issues. 
										It is equally true that we, as parents, 
										indeed, as Catholics, have been resolutely 
										indifferent to learning many of the most 
										basic tenets of our own Faith. 
										
										
										    
										Our own indifference, together with the 
										ignorance or the dissent (or both) of the 
										Catechists and the 
										professional 
										Religious Educators   nevertheless 
										remain a direct consequence of the inexcusable 
										negligence of the bishops ... to whom Christ 
										entrusted us as children to a father. The 
										problem is that the father is remote, indifferent, 
										and largely absentee. He has washed his 
										hands of what his children are learning, 
										and appears indifferent to what they are 
										being taught. In this sense, the bishop 
										appears to have taken his cue from the majority 
										of secular fathers with children in public 
										education. Uninvolved and ill-informed, 
										he knows little or nothing of what they 
										are being taught, however destructive it 
										may be to the fabric of the family. By the 
										time the child comes home in confusion because 
										he has been prompted to question his own 
										sexual identity the damage has already been 
										done ... and very often cannot be undone.
										If 
										only I had been more proactive, more informed, 
										more involved in my sons' or daughter's 
										education, this terrible situation would 
										never have occurred.  
										But he laments too late, and he knows it.
										 
										
										
										    
										Something very similar occurred within the 
										seminaries of the Archdiocese of Boston 
										 and at what cost in every way! The negligence 
										and indifference of the bishops exacted 
										a terrible and lasting tribute. Just as 
										it has within the classrooms of virtually 
										every Catechism class (now known as
										Religious 
										Education 
										classes  being neither in any significant 
										way). 
										
										
										    
										So what is the point of all this? We know 
										little of our Faith, and therefore even 
										less of the momentous event that occurs 
										each day at our Altars.  
										
										     While this 
										may appear an unkind assessment, it is sadly 
										borne out by the appalling lack of knowledge 
										of even the most elementary 
										aspects of the Catholic Faith by our own 
										children. From First Penance to Confirmation 
										they are processed, 
										grade by grade, to Confirming 
										that of which they know nothing because 
										they have been taught nothing. 
										
										
										    
										This absence of what authentically constitutes 
										Catholic doctrine has created 
										a vacuum in the Mass. We celebrate 
										it and really do not know why. Most often 
										we appear, really, to be celebrating 
										ourselves.
 
									The True, the Untrue, 
									and the Absurd
										
										
										    
										In 
										this vacuum, it comes as no surprise that 
										certain things practiced  or left undone 
										 things that have become part and parcel 
										of our experience at Mass  really have 
										no place there. This can be a stinging 
										realization. No one likes being told that 
										they behave badly or without understanding 
										 that what they have long practiced and 
										what has been long condoned and even encouraged, 
										is wrong.  
 In this respect we all lack humility.
 
 We do not like being  
										wrong.
 
										
										
										    
										Nevertheless, it remains the case that some 
										things are true 
										and others are not 
										 however this vies with or offends our 
										largely democratically evolved sensitivities 
										that would hold the true to be what best 
										suits the most or the many, or, perhaps 
										better yet, what is least offensive to them. 
										This notion pleases us.  
										
										
										     No one 
										is wrong. In fact, nothing is wrong. 
										And if nothing is wrong, nothing, eo 
										ipso, is intrinsically right. We have 
										the best of all possible worlds.
 Truth, absurdity, contradiction  all are 
										concomitant, but ultimately lesser issues.
 
 We wish to get along. And we do 
										so by 
										going 
										along.
 
 In fact, the most certain formula for contention, 
										for not getting 
										along, 
										is to insist that 2+2=4 and not another 
										number of our choosing. Our insistence 
										that the sum of this simple equation is 
										4, and cannot be 5, 
										is surprisingly fraught with deep implications, 
										for it 
										means that the world is 
										not arbitrary  at least the world of numbers, 
										and with the world of numbers, the world 
										of matter as susceptible to quantification 
										of any meaningful sort. If we pay for two 
										apples and receive one, we are not indifferent 
										to it.
 
 But there is an inherent tyranny in equations 
										of this sort, and, in fact, in any physical 
										phenomena construed in terms of laws, 
										in other words, as sequences or configurations 
										that do, because they cannot, admit of exceptions. 
										We are both constrained and confined by 
										them. People do not like mathematics, not 
										because it is abstruse, but because it admits 
										of definitive and unequivocal answers. There 
										are correct and there are incorrect 
										answers. There are right answers and there 
										are wrong answers  and this infuriates 
										us. There is no latitude. We cannot fake 
										the right answer. And that burns us.
 
 It provokes us because it violates our freedom. 
										It constrains our will. Do you doubt it?
 
										
										
										    
										State something categorically ... and a 
										hand will immediately rise to challenge 
										it. We esteem this. It is part and parcel 
										of our democratic patrimony and our allegiance 
										to it even at the cost of reason. The 
										will to dissent, has, in the West, 
										come to verge upon the pathological such 
										that the unwillingness to dissent 
										has come to acquire a pathology of its own:
										What?, 
										we are asked incredulously, You 
										do not question? What is wrong 
										with you? 
										
										
										    
										If we are honest, however, we will admit 
										that often our challenge has little to do 
										with a genuine questioning at all, but is 
										an expression of a contention with our will 
										which we perceive threatened by being deprived 
										of its freedom to choose otherwise. Dostoyevsky, 
										in his famous Notes from Underground, 
										stated it more succinctly: 
										To 
										me, 2 plus 2 making four is sheer insolence.
 
									Would that the Moon were 
									Green Cheese
										
										
										    
										However much it may pique us, however undemocratic 
										or 
										incorrect 
										it may be, it nevertheless remains that 
										some things are the case, 
										and some things are not; some things 
										are right and some 
										things are wrong  that some things are 
										true and some things are not  irrespective 
										of their pleasing or displeasing us. We 
										cannot make them other than they are simply 
										because they do not, and intrinsically cannot, 
										comply with our will or conform to our sensitivities. 
										However much we will a triangle 
										to have four sides, it will remain, withal, 
										a three-sided figure. There is, in short, 
										an ontological intolerance that is indifferent 
										to our desiderations  and if there is one 
										thing that we will not tolerate, 
										it is intolerance ...  
										
										
										    
										Absurdity may perplex us, but it does not 
										offend us. Truth offends us. It 
										vies with our will and is not amenable to 
										it ... especially when it does not accord 
										with our will.  
										
										
										
										    
										So what does that have to do with the Moon 
										as green cheese and the Mass as the Sacrifice 
										on Calvary?
										
										
										It is a prologue 
										to some things that are, and some things 
										that are not  despite our wishing them 
										to be otherwise.
 Let us look at some of these things in the 
										way of the
										
										Mass and what it is
										
										Not (in order to understand what 
										it really is):
 
 
										 
										THE MASS IS NOT:
										
											
											
											
											Entertainment
											
											
											A Social
											A Musical
											
											(The 
											employment of the piano is forbidden 
											in Church, as is also that of noisy 
											or frivolous instruments such as drums, 
											cymbals, bells, and the like. 
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											A Comedy (remember: at the Most Holy Sacrifice 
											of the Mass you are really and truly 
											present at the crucifixion of Jesus 
											Christ on Calvary. Would you really
											laugh ... and applaud?)
											
											
											
											A Talent Show
											  presumably 
											because King David once danced 
											nearly naked and only wearing a linen 
											ephod (2 Samuel 6:14-20) It is to be 
											noted that his wife, Michal, daughter 
											of Saul came out to meet him and reproached 
											him sarcastically saying, 
											
											How the 
											king of Israel has distinguished himself 
											today, going around half-naked in full 
											view of the slave girls of his servants 
											as any vulgar fellow would! (2 Samuel 
											6:20)
											The venue for a profane and nouveau Liturgical Dance
											Your gift to God in an act 
											of personal munificence and sacrifice 
											on your part for which God should be 
											grateful.
											
											A Liturgical and Linguistic Laboratory for avoiding 
											masculine nouns and pronouns, especially 
											as they pertain to God. (if you read 
											your Missal, note substitutions for
											
											His 
											or "He, 
											with the personally corrected 
											gender-neutral God, 
											the addition of Co-heiresses to the 
											textually specific co-heirs, etc.) 
											No priest has the authority to alter 
											readings, nouns, or pronouns, especially 
											as they apply to God The Father and 
											God the Son! No one has that authority, 
											nor the right to abuse it.
											
											A Mere
											Remembrance of something 
											done long ago
											
											A
											
											Mere 
											Ritual, 
											albeit a very ancient one
											
											
											A Feminist Platform for priests 
											eager to accommodate the secular Feminist 
											agenda that is damaging to the Church 
											and antithetical to authentic Church 
											Teaching. 
											
											
											A Platform 
											for Social Agenda 
											 
											promoting 
											what is, for the moment, entirely secular 
											agenda that has no place in divine 
											worship (Feminism, Gay-rights, promoting 
											homosexuality, inclusivism, environmental 
											activism, encouraging transgenderism, 
											Black Lives Matter, socialism, etc.) 
											That impedimenta is left on the sidewalk 
											outside the Church. It is not of God. 
											It is of the World (see Saint John 15.19 
											and 1 St. John 2.15).
											
											
											
											Optional
 
										None 
										of the above is even remotely connected 
										to the Mass. To better understand this, 
										imagine the following scenario:
											
											
											
											Jesus Christ, hanging on the Cross;
											He is being crucified right in 
											front of you. 
											
											
											He is dying! 
											
											
											His hair is matted with blood 
											from the Crown of Thorns and His 
											face is bruised from the blows 
											of the Roman soldiers and covered 
											with spit from all who mock Him.
											
											
											
											He is disrobed and open to shame.
											
											
											
											Even as the blood continues to issue 
											from too many lacerations to count 
											from the Scourging at the Pillar 
											an hour before, and the nails hold 
											fast against the flesh yielding 
											under the weight of the cruciform 
											figure of Christ,
											He is crying out in agony to His 
											Father. 
											
											
											Mary, His Mother, is standing 
											before Him crying inconsolably, 
											and would crumple to the ground were 
											she not borne up by John and Mary 
											Magdalene. They are weeping 
											uncontrollably, too. All around, 
											pious women are weeping and wailing, 
											men are sobbing and jeering.
											
											
											
											It is a scene of utter 
											desolation, unfathomable sorrow, a 
											torrent of tears and a torrent of 
											taunts. 
										
										
										Have you grasped the scene?  
										
										this is what is being enacted before you 
										at the Most Holy Sacrifice of the Mass.
 
										Now we arrive
										
										    
										The electric guitars are plugged in, the 
										drum and trap set are being set up, and 
										the piano is being tuned. The acoustic guitars 
										are being strummed aimlessly, and the flute 
										trills sporadically in the background. There 
										is chattering intermingled with laughter 
										among the musicians. They are preparing 
										to entertain the sobbing women, the raging 
										men, and the indifferent spectators looking 
										on. The entertainment is about to begin 
										and 
										the musicians cordially 
										welcome us to the Crucifixion. Throughout 
										the Mass they will compete with Jesus Christ 
										on the Cross for our attention and adulation, 
										calling us away from the Cross  that we 
										made of our sins for the Son of God to hang 
										upon  to their virtuosity as singers, 
										guitarists, or piano players. They will 
										entertain us.  
										     But we are 
										a restless audience, and demand more than 
										music during this drama. We want comedy, 
										too. The priest accommodates us, demonstrating 
										his own virtuosity as an entertainer. He 
										had stood briefly at the Altar by the Cross, 
										but is now eager to leave the summit of 
										Golgotha altogether and to walk among his 
										audience. He leaves the Sanctuary of suffering 
										and walks the aisles and avenues of the 
										spectators, much in the manner of talk show 
										hosts trying to garner the attention of 
										the people for himself. What better way 
										than comedy? And he is well provisioned 
										with anecdotes and jokes ... some rather
										sly 
										and just slightly off-color 
										(what 
										a rascal! 
										we smile, as insiders of the joke with him).
										 
										     There may be 
										a question 
										and answer 
										session in the style of successful television 
										hosts, but the point is to make you feel 
										terribly good about yourself, and him  
										despite what is going on in the background, 
										on that sad summit that he quickly left 
										and where Christ still hangs. With the
										punch-line 
										the skit ends, sometimes vaguely connected 
										with what is going on with Christ, or something 
										He said prior to His being raised on the 
										Cross.  
										     Still restless, 
										the audience is once again entertained by 
										the musicians, and they remain once the 
										Crucifixion has been consummated and Christ 
										is dead on the Cross ... awaiting our applause 
										 which we extend them despite a sense of 
										terrible incongruity with all that has happened 
										in the background and from which we had 
										been constantly pulled away ... lest we 
										see or understand the consequences of our 
										sins ... and the magnitude of Christs love 
										for us. 
										     An impolite 
										assessment, to be sure. But a very accurate 
										assessment ... nevertheless.
 There are, of course, many other things 
										that the Mass is
										not.
										These are merely the more salient among 
										them, for they are, very likely, what we 
										encounter most often before, during, 
										and after Mass, in the trivializing of the 
										most momentous act in history
										that 
										unfolds before us.
 
										
										
										     It is true that we cannot fully comprehend 
										what the the Mass 
										is 
										...  
										
										
										
										     We can, however, clearly grasp what it 
										is not ... however much we would have it 
										otherwise.
 
										
										
										
										
										What we have 
										learned today:
										
										
										
										
										
											
											
											
											
											
											The Most Holy Sacrifice of the Mass 
											is 
											the 
											occasion of the utmost 
											reverence.
											
											
											
											It is Holy Ground, 
											and we stand, really and truly, 
											before Christ crucified.
											
											
											
											Christ has died on the Cross ... and 
											we have died with Him. 
											
											
											
											
											And because we have died with Him, 
											we will also rise with Him ... not in 
											applause ... but in the Resurrection.   
									
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									Pope St. Pius X 1903, Encyclical Tra le Sollecitudini: 
									Instruction on Sacred Music
 
									
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												opera tua ... quia modicum habes 
												virtutem, et servasti verbum Meum, 
												nec non negasti Nomen Meum 
												I 
												know your works ... that you have 
												but little power, and yet you have 
												kept My word, and have not denied 
												My Name.
												
												
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