We now have the “anchor” up where the Tabernacle will be. Slow but sure.
Soon, Monday, what’s on the Gospel side will switch with what’s on the Epistle side. Altar boys will be on the Epistle side and the priest will be on the Gospel side. This is to respect the ad orientem rubrics of the Novus Ordo, right?
As a knucklehead donkey priest, I am happy to get myself out of the way of Jesus so that the emphasis is on Him, so that people are clear that they are at Holy Mass for the Holy Sacrifice, for the risen Jesus who brings us up into His Sacrifice. Finally. Took me long enough. But prayers are bringing even me to point to Jesus.
After all, the Sacrament of our Eucharist King is united to the Sacrifice of the Mass depicted in the Stations of the Cross. And Confessions are a great fruit of Jesus’ Sacrifice for us, right? And then we want to be blessed by Jesus, right? Did you know that in some places Sacramental Confessions are forbidden by bishops? Seriously…
Anyway, the Holy Hour took place after the Fish Fry, the remains of the work of which are to be seen here. Thanks to the Knights of Columbus. People from all over the region came. It was largely “take out”. But, just to say, I very much had the impression that everyone is so sick and tired of Covid-19 restrictions. Even top politicians showed up. ;-)
The Sacred Heart to Saint Margaret Mary Alacoque: “In the excess of the mercy of my Heart, I promise you that my all powerful love will grant to all those who will receive Communion on the First Fridays for nine consecutive months the grace of final repentance: they will not die in my displeasure, nor without receiving the sacraments, and my Heart will be their secure refuge in that last hour.”
For nine consecutive months on the First Friday, Mass and Holy Communion, with Confession if need be. In this parish we, of course, have Holy Mass and a Holy Hour during which Confession is provided. There are twelve promises of Jesus regarding the First Fridays. I remember being totally amazed and thankful to Jesus as a little kid when my sister introduced me to this devotion (as well as the Five First Saturdays).
I will give them all of the graces necessary for their state of life.
I will establish peace in their homes.
I will comfort them in all their afflictions.
I will be their strength during life and above all during death.
I will bestow a large blessing upon all their undertakings.
Sinners shall find in My Heart the source and the infinite ocean of mercy.
Tepid souls shall grow fervent.
Fervent souls shall quickly mount to high perfection.
I will bless every place where a picture of my heart shall be set up and honored.
I will give to priests the gift of touching the most hardened hearts.
Those who shall promote this devotion shall have their names written in My Heart, never to be blotted out.
I promise you in the excessive mercy of My Heart that My all-powerful love will grant all to those who communicate on the First Friday in nine consecutive months the grace of final penitence; they shall not die in My disgrace nor without receiving their sacraments; My Divine Heart shall be their safe refuge in this last moment.
Even if the one could find some law enforcement officers to drive an MRAP up the steps and through the picture window and over the statue of the Sacred Heart and into the pews of our tiny store-front church up in Robbinsville so as to neutralize the COVID threat of a few members of Jesus’ little flock gathered together to adore the Divine Son of the Living God, the Living Bread of Life (see John 6), what with them being all well spaced ’round the church, I’m guessing that the LEOs, even non-Catholic, would fall to their knees as they saw for themselves, despite all their bluster, that they were being ignored by these ever so peaceful people, all of whom strongly support law enforcement, you know, as these defenseless members of the flock simply continued to adore Jesus, never resisting arrest, but simply ready peacefully to be on their way to heaven. After all, whatever bluster anyone on this earth can put forth, it is Jesus, the Divine Son of the Living God who will come to judge the living and the dead and world by fire. What a way to go, on one’s knees adoring the Living God. Great!
But, you’re right. I’m mocking other parts of these USA where the real police have resigned in disgust of the anti-American powers that be in their Dem localities, but only to be replaced by those who lied when taking their oath to uphold the God-given and unalienable Constitutional First Amendment rites of this Constitutional Republic ever so proud of the Rule of Law. I bet oath taking will be outlawed just as God is outlawed by the Dem party.
As it is, I’m friends with the local county law enforcement as I am signed up as an ICPC (look them up) law enforcement chaplain for that county, with one of my greatest joys during any week being the bible study I have up in the jail. Our great Sheriff, though not Catholic, has been to our church something like eight times over the years. You gotta know, I support our present LEOs. I do wonder, however, if all law enforcement will be outlawed should a stolen POTUS election be effectuated. I tell you what:
Adoration would still continue. I’ve had uncountable officers all around WNC tell me that they would never deprive someone of their Constitutional rights. :-)
But, as I say, conditions change. What’s depicted in the following best ever trailer of For Greater Glory happened still in living memory. Whatever about my promotion of peaceful Adoration of Jesus – by far the most practical thing we can do for the Church and the world – there will always be those who will be Cristeros over against political imprisonment and brutal persecution: