I was very surprised at how comfortable I was.
I arrived at the Church about a half an hour early–the Church is only about a half hour’s drive away, and being new to the state, I am not familiar at all with the area–and was so happy to be able to sit and pray insilence. The atmosphere was reverent and amenable. A number of people whose eyes I met smiled and nodded in welcome.
There were red Latin/English missals and “Traditional Catholic Hymnal” in the foyer of the Church, and I really did not have any trouble at all following the Mass, although I did peek over the gentleman’s shoulder in front of me once or twice to find my place.
I was a little surprised that there were no readings from the Old Testament, nor a Psalm.
The Priest’s Homily was very very good. He talked about how decay doesn’t happen over night, but begins with a weakening of certain structures over time leading toward an inevitable collapse. He gave as examples that when Satan tempts us, he often changes the vocabulary: abortion is simply a ‘termination of pregnancy,’ fornication merely ‘extra-marital affairs.’ He reminded me so much of one of the Moderators at Catholic Forum, Thomas, in his choice of phrases.
I have ordered a Traditional Missal that one poster recommended to me on another thread, so it will be nice to be able to follow the readings.
It felt like a privilege to receive Communion today. It was very very special. I have only sometimes felt that way in the past. There was something–and I don’t have the words to explain it–very special receiving at the rail. I felt as if I were approaching Jerusalem, if that makes any sense whatsoever.
I would like to close by standing up and saying, “Hello, my name is Maurin. And I am a Traditional Catholic. I love our Mass, in all its forms, but I expecially love where we came from. And to where, I hope, we are returning. It seems I am here to stay.”