Showing posts with label neo-traditionalism. Show all posts
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Thursday, April 7, 2016

Hell Yes


Gustave Dore's image of Satan

in hell.
Well tomorrow Amoris Laetitia, Pope Francis Apostolic Exhortation following up from the 2014-2015 Synods on the Family is due out and the neo-trads are, fittingly enough, girding their loins for war.  For neo-trads Christianity seems to be all about lumbi (Latin for loins), that is when it isn’t all about Latin.  But before we get into that fray, let me print some responses I got from a disgruntled disciple of the late Bishop of Ypres, Cornelius Jansen.  Jansen (1585-1638) you may recall was the Catholic face of Calvinism.   Like the great Protestant Reformer and most unhappy of ecclesiastical campers Jean Calvin, Jansen believed that most souls were damned to hell through no fault of their own but simply for having been predestined to damnation from all eternity through the agency of a rather capricious deity.  In this festival of the divine wrath, should Our Blessed Lady be otherwise occupied it might even be hard to get a foursome for bridge (or golf) if such trivialities were even to be tolerated in heaven. 
Anyway here is what our own Inspector Javer wrote me
Look at what the church fathers have to say about this. They would know that most people will go to hell. Stop supporting father Barron's and von Balthazar's heresy. You are threatening souls.
Adding this is a second post  
Read the church fathers and you would realize that most people are damned. Stop supporting con (sic) Balthazar's idiotic heresy which threatens souls.
I am not really sure what provoked this admonition but let me say that both as a historian and a Christian believer, I believe there is a hell.  And despite my confidence in the overwhelming Mercy of God and the Treasury of Merits of Jesus Christ,  along with his Blessed Mother, the saints and the faithful, I would never go so far as to agree with von Balthazar’s thesis that, as some people put it, while there is a hell, it is empty.  (Von Balthazar gets that idea, by the way, from Saint Thérèse of Lisieux, but then what did she know of theology, a simple girl from the bourgeoisie.)  Hell must be an option or the human will is not ultimately free to reject God and grace is no longer free but a prison that takes away our choices. 
Besides, the words of Saint John Chrysostom have always echoed deep in my soul: Hell is paved with the skulls of bishops.  From experience I am willing to add that to the Creed.  So at least there are bishops in hell.  But as for others, I would not presume to know just how chock filled with the damned hell is.  And in fact I have no idea of what hell is like--the Church does not go into a lot of detail about hell and most of our conceptions are owed to popular mythology or classic literature.  But I do know this and believe it with all my heart:
God so loved the World that he sent his only Son that whoever should believe in him might not perish but might have eternal life.  God did not send his Son to condemn the World but so that the World might be saved through him. 
That is the gospel in a nutshell.  You can sum up our entire faith in those two verses. 
So while there are those who might reject God and the Salvation he offers, it makes no sense whatsoever that a God who is Love—who is Love, not simply who loves—would create for the sake of destroying the greater part of his creation. I also believe, because it is in Sacred Scripture, that the plan is for Christ to gather all creation to himself and present it to the Father.  How that squares with hell I am not sure.  
But Jansenism is alive and well and lurking behind this confessional door and that penitential practice and in the sermons of psycho-sexually underdeveloped priests, and in the neurosis of unhappy souls who have not yet found their own peace.  All we can do for these poor people is to pray for them that the Lord frees them to accept the overwhelming Mercy he offers us all. 

Now back to Amoris Latitia.  Love is always a joy and there is no joy without love.  There is nothing to fear in the Mercy of God. And I have heard a rumor that one of Francis' hand-picked American supporters at last year's synod is in line to get a significant Archdiocesan See.  

Sunday, April 3, 2016

A Colonial Williamsburg Approach To The Paschal Sacrifice

A reader asked me about the Rites of Holy Week prior to the 1955 revision by Pius XII.  Let me refer anyone interested to a fascinating (fascinating to those of us who love the arcane) series of articles by Gregory DiPippo on the Blog New Liturgical Movement.  As I have pointed out in previous postings New Liturgical Movement has definitely gone down the rabbit hole into ecclesiastical surrealism, but the historical research can actually be quite good.  Mr. DiPippo’s series of articles begins with the Palm Sunday offices http://www.newliturgicalmovement.org/2009/03/compendium-of-1955-holy-week-revisions_28.html and will lead you to the subsequent articles as he gives an extraordinarily detailed description of both the pre-1955 rite and the revisions of Pius XII. 
Let me first explain the importance of the 1955 revisions in preparing the way for the extensive liturgical changes that have followed the Second Vatican Council.  The earlier rites were taken from the 1570 Missal of Pius V which was accompanied by a Papal Bull known as Quo Primum.  Quo Primum declared that
"Let all everywhere adopt and observe what has been handed down by the Holy Roman Church, the Mother and Teacher of the other Churches, and let Masses not be sung or read according to any other formula than that of this Missal published by Us. This ordinance applies henceforth, now, and forever, throughout all the provinces of the Christian world" Pius V went on to say: "By this present Constitution, which will be valid henceforth, now, and forever, We order and enjoin that nothing must be added to Our recently published Missal, nothing omitted from it, nor anything whatsoever be changed within it…. No one whosoever is permitted to alter this notice of Our permission, statute, ordinance, command, precept, grant, indult, declaration, will, decree, and prohibition. Should anyone dare to contravene it, let him know that he will incur the wrath of Almighty God and of the Blessed Apostles Peter and Paul."   In other words, Pius allegedly fixed the Roman Liturgy unchangeable for all time and in all places.  No liturgical changes.  Or so it was held. 
Despite Pius’ monitum to the contrary, over the centuries from the Pius V to Pius XII various minor alterations had, in fact, been made to the Liturgy.  New propers were composed and new feasts were added as saints were canonized.  Prayers were appended to the end of the recited or low Mass.  The communion of the faithful was re-introduced into the body of the Mass rather than more usually being a separate rite before or after Mass.  But none of these changes were nearly as drastic as the revisions to the Holy Week rites that Pius XII introduced in 1955 and yet there was no claim that Pius lacked the authority to change the rites established by his predecessor.  The changes proceeded smoothly but in many respects they were the Fort Sumter of our current Civil War of Liturgical renewal.  Neo-Trads are beginning to identify the original villain of Liturgical Reform of Vatican II as Pius XII and Holy Week as his Trojan Horse. 
Mr. DiPippo goes into great detail about both the pre and post 1955 rites and it would take me, as is did him, a long series of turgid postings to go over them in detail.  Let me just outline a few for you.
1. In the pre-1955 rites only the priest received Holy Communion on Good Friday.  At the Holy Thursday Mass the priest consecrated two large hosts, one for Holy Thursday and one to be reserved in the altar of repose for Good Friday.   The Good Friday host was placed in a chalice covered by an inverted paten and pall and then veiled.  The veil was ties securely around the knob of the chalice and it was carried beneath a humeral veil in solemn procession to the altar of repose where  it remained until the Communion Rite of the Good Friday “Mass of the Pre-sanctified.”   It was then carried in solemn procession back to the main altar of the church where it was placed on the corporal.  Wine and water were poured into the chalice and the priest celebrant communicated.  The other ministers and the laity did not communicate.  In the 1955 revision, Pius XII mandated that sufficient hosts be consecrated for the faithful to also receive on Good Friday
2. In the pre-1955 rites the Thursday Mass of the Lord’s Supper, the Friday “Mass of the Pre-Sanctified,” and the Saturday Easter Vigil were all celebrated about 9 a.m.  The Vigil was a totally separate liturgy from the First Mass of Easter, which was to be celebrated at, or about midnight of Saturday into Sunday.  This Saturday morning vigil led to the perception that “Lent is over at noon on Holy Saturday—pass the chocolate.”  Similarly, Tenebrae (the offices of Matins and Lauds) which should have been said in the final hours of the night before dawn had shifted to early evening of the day before. 
3. The pre-1955 rites required at least six sacred ministers in Holy Orders: a priest, four deacons, and a subdeacon. (It was common for priests to take the liturgical roles of deacon and subdeacon so you didn’t have to have four actual deacons or an actual subdeacon, six priests would do.)  The unavailability of sufficient clergy in most churches led to a bit of cheating where the priest/celebrant, the deacon, and the subdeacon of the Mass of the Pre-sanctified removed their chasubles and assumed diaconal stoles to stand in as deacons for the chanting of the Passion. 
4. The deacons and subdeacon(s) for the various ceremonies did not wear dalmatics and tunicles but the planetae plicatae
or folded chasubles—a chasuble—usually in the “fiddleback” style pinned up over the chest.  (I remember seeing these as late as an ordination in 1964 and they were pinned both front and back, but Mr. DiPippo speaks only of them being pinned in front.  I suspect the ordination folded chasubles were of a different symbolism than the ones in the Holy Week rites as this particular ordination was held a good nine years after the folded chasubles of Holy Week had been abolished.)  At certain times the deacon also wore the chasuble folded over the left shoulder and caught at the right side below the hip so as to give the impression of the “broad stole.”  This was worn over the deacon’s proper stole.  The 1955 revisions did away with all this and replaced the planetae plicatae with tunicles and dalmatics. 
5. The Blessing of Palms on Palm Sunday was an especially curious custom as while it preceded the Mass of the Palm Sunday it was a rite of its own that in many ways paralleled the Mass.  The congregation met ideally in a church or chapel distinct from the sanctuary where the Mass was to be offered.  The rite is a bizarre parallel to the Mass.  The palms awaiting the blessing were placed flat on the altar.  As the sacred ministers entered there was a sung introit followed by collect, epistle, gradual and gospel.  This was followed by a prayer that corresponds to the “Prayer over the Gifts at Mass,” and that, in turn was followed by a preface, Sanctus, and a pseudo-canon consisting of five prayers over the palms.   The palms were the distributed and a prayer, corresponding to the post-communion prayer is said before the procession leaves for the main church where the Mass was to be said.  Violet vestments were used throughout both the Blessing of Palms and the Mass.  (In the 1955 Rite, Red vestments are used for the Rite of Palms, Violet for the Mass.  Similarly the Good Friday Service is done entirely in Black Vestments but in the 1955 revision, violet is substituted for black during the communion rite.  This required   more changes of vestments in the 1955 Rite than in the previous rites, especially for Palm Sunday, Good Friday, and the Vigil of Easter.) 
I could go into far more detail about the pre-1955 rites but the point that strikes me most about both the 1570 Rite and the 1955 Rite is how little it incorporates the faithful.  Other than for the Procession of Palms, there is no point in a congregation gathering—they are entirely irrelevant to the Sacred Action.  It is, at best, an elegant ballet carried out by the corps des prêtres; often it was more of a “Chinese Fire Drill” of confused clergy, obtuse chierichetti, and unmarried men of a certain age and a seminary background who just like to hang around inside the altar rail fussing over burses, discarded copes, and the occasional humeral veil.  I have seen a lot of this crap (carefully chosen word) lately on some neo-trad blogs about how one can have “full, active, and conscious participation” in the Liturgy simply by being present attentively.  I understand that.  That is how I fully, actively, and consciously participate in La Boehme as I don’t think I can any longer hit the higher notes and besides I would lose my season tickets if I even tried.  But La Boehme is not the Mystery by which I am saved.  Popes going back to Pius X have encouraged direct participation in the liturgy by the assembly.   There have always been those liturgical mandarins who have wanted to restrict the liturgy to their own private preserve.  Some are priests.  (You know the pathology: “It’s my Mass!!!  We will do it my way!!!) Others are choir directors.  And now we have “liturgists.”  It can be Father’s “friend” who has his or her hand in every pie.   It can be any combination of people but in the end we must remember that the Liturgy is the work of the entire Church and it belongs equally to every member of the Church. 

So I was delighted to participate in the simple and reverent rituals of my parish church with beautiful music, devoid of pomp, prayerful and solemn but not stilted with our women getting their feet washed alongside the guys, our altar girls and boys, lectors and catechumens.  The only drama it encouraged was to walk the way of the Cross interiorly, in one own’s heart, as we accompanied Christ from the Upper Room of Thursday to the Empty Tomb of Easter Morn.

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Requiem Aeternam Dona Ei, Domine

I ordinarily steer away from explicitly political agendas on this blog as too many of my friends among the krazies are caesaropapists who reduce Catholicism to the Tea Party at prayer, but I think there is something worth reflecting on, from a religious point of view, about the legacy of Supreme Court Justice, Antonin Scalia.  So, let’s start—as I usually do—out in left field.  I would like you to punctuate the following sentence. 
A voice cries in the desert prepare the way of the Lord make straight his paths 
Christians will almost invariably punctuate it to say: “A Voice cries in the desert: prepare the way of the Lord, make straight his paths.  That is how Matthew (3:3); Mark (1:3); Luke (3:4); and John (1:23) interpreted it to speak of John the Baptizer.  The voice cries out in the desert.  But Isaiah, speaking of the return of the Jewish People from their captivity in Babylon (Is 40:3) had actually written “A voice cries: in the desert prepare the way of the Lord, make straight his paths.”  It is not the crier who is in the desert, but the way of the Lord which we must prepare in the desert between Babylon and Jerusalem to bring the captives home. 
We encounter this issue all the time in scripture: it is called hermeneutics.  How do you interpret the text?  Are you bound to the text’s original meaning or can you, like the Evangelists, put new layers of interpretation on an old text to make that text “live” in your particular day and place?  The Word of God, after all, is a Living Word whose meaning is never exhausted. 
While so-called “evangelicals” often insist on what they term a “biblical literalism” even the sacred authors themselves borrowed quotes from one another and significantly shaded the meaning in so doing to reflect their particular experience of God acting in their time and place.  
Isaiah (7:10-16) writes
Again the LORD spoke to Ahaz:  Ask for a sign from the LORD, your God; let it be deep as Sheol, or high as the sky!  But Ahaz answered, “I will not ask! I will not tempt the LORD!” Then he said: Listen, house of David! Is it not enough that you weary human beings? Must you also weary my God?  Therefore the Lord himself will give you a sign; the young woman, pregnant and about to bear a son, shall name him Emmanuel.  Curds and honey* he will eat so that he may learn to reject evil and choose good; for before the child learns to reject evil and choose good, the land of those two kings whom you dread shall be deserted.
Isaiah was writing of a very specific event.  In the days of Ahaz, king of Judah (735-715 BC), Jerusalem was under siege by the kings of Israel and Aram (Syria) who were trying for force Judah into an alliance with them against the king of Assyria.  This siege was in the first year of Ahaz’s reign (735 BC).  Isaiah was encouraging Ahaz not to join the alliance, which would have, had he entered it, brought destruction to Jerusalem as it did to Israel and Syria when Assyria ultimately defeated them.   Isaiah refers to the fact that the Queen, Abijah, was pregnant and promises Ahaz that by the time the child is old enough for soft foods (curds and honey), the siege will be over.  Some biblical scholars say that the promised son is Hezekiah, successor to Ahaz, and perhaps the most devout and religious king of Judah. (There is a possible problem, however as the dating of Hezekiah’s birth is usually given before the accession of Ahaz to the throne.  We are uncertain of the historical dating, in fact, of Hezekiah’s birth and so this tie of Hezekiah to the prophesied prince remains a possibility.)  The point is, however, that Isaiah has a specific historic event in mind.  It does not involve a virgin (Isaiah uses the word for a young woman, regardless of virginal status)  though it does involve a promised son.  Matthew (1:23) takes this same quote and makes it say:
Behold, the virgin shall be with child and bear a son, and they shall name him Emmanuel….
To be fair to Matthew, he was quoting the Septuagint (the Greek version of the Hebrew Scriptures) in which the Hebrew term for a “young woman” (עלמה ) has already be translated into Greek as παρθενος which connotes a young woman who is a virgin. Nevertheless, Matthew takes the Isaiah quote totally out of historical context and applies  it to an entirely new situation.  We can see that ahistorical interpretation of texts is nothing new but that we have long understood that the reader is free—within some less-than-precisely-defined limits—to impose meanings on a text beyond those intended by the original author.  As a historian I like to stay close to the original author’s conscious intent, but I also realize that such expectations are unrealistic.  The text means what we say it means, not only what the original author(s) intended. 
In our Catholic Tradition we have a long history of textual interpretation.  The Fathers of the Church took the biblical texts and wove wonderful theological insights out of  them—insights far beyond what the evangelists and the apostles (not to mention the Hebrew Prophets and authors) ever meant.  The Word is a living Word and while we interpret it according to Tradition we are, and always have been, open to new layers of meaning to emerge.  It is the collective wisdom of the Church—magisterium, theologians, and consensus fidelium in harmony—that determines the validity of these unfolding insights into our ancient faith.  This is what we call the Development of Doctrine. 
I bring this subject up as a comment on the recent death of Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia.  Justice Scalia was probably if not the brightest, then at least the most articulate,  member of the current court. He was a devout Catholic, though not particularly enamored of the teachings of the Second Vatican Council or recent popes regarding the role of the Church in social issues. (His absence from the recent address of Pope Francis to the Joint Session of Congress last October was noted.) His contrariness was not limited to his faith.  Justice Scalia was not a man who much favored the world in which we live.  He carved out a religious niche for himself where he could ignore those current Church practices and teachings with which he disagreed.  His son, the Reverend Paul Scalia, is a priest of the Diocese of Arlington Virginia and, like his father, is a man of exceptional intelligence and charm but also, like his father, has a draw towards certain aspects of the retro-Catholicism of the pre-conciliar years. 
In his role on the Court, Justice Scalia espoused a doctrine often called “originalism” which maintains that the Constitution should be interpreted strictly according to the mind of the men who framed it.  This presents many challenges as the world in which we live raises problems unforeseen by the Founding Fathers and for which the Constitution does not give us adequate guidance. The framers of our Constitution did not believe in such things as racial equality, the rights of women to participate in the political processes, or free public education for all.  Much of our worldview—and basic values as Americans (and even as Christians) is the product of an evolution of ideas over the 240 years since our Republic was founded. 
One of the great strict constructionists of American Constitutional theory was our third president, Thomas Jefferson.  Jefferson bitterly opposed Presidents Washington and Jefferson for actions that he saw as beyond their constitutional warrant.  But then Mr. Jefferson found out when he was President and wanted to buy Louisiana from Napoleon that the Constitution had failed to foresee such an important opportunity.  Hoisted on his own petard, Jefferson went ahead and bought the territory regardless of its constitutionality.  Few people stick to their principles when they become inconvenient.   Strict constructionism, or it variant, “originalism,”may sound like a principle of fidelity but simply does not work.  The Constitution, like the Scriptures, are a living text and while we are bound to interpret it consistently with its history of interpretation (in the case of the scriptures, in the patristic Tradition, in the case of the Constitution with juridical precedence) and we are not free to make things up as we go along, we cannot force a 2016 foot into a 1787 shoe.  Our Founding Fathers were men of their time.  For the greater part they believed that the white race was superior to the other races and deserved to have the law favor their interests.  In writing the Constitution they kept the institution of slavery intact and counted Black slaves as 2/3rds a “person” for purposes of the census.  Our Founding Fathers did not grant Citizenship to free people of color and the Constitution left voting eligibility to the several States which generally granted it only to white males of property.  Despite Abigail Adam’s plea to her husband to “remember the ladies,” the ladies were legally little better off than free Blacks. 
Other than for free Blacks—and the occasional Jew who was perceived by the Founding Fathers more as a low-Church Christian—there was practically no diversity in the America of our 1787 Constitution.  There were no Mexicans swarming over the yet-to-be-built wall on the border.  Our only contact with Muslims was the USS Enterprise fighting the galleys of Tripoli, and that actually wasn’t for another 14 years yet.   There were some French-speaking Catholics who had found themselves on the wrong side of the Maine Border when the 1783 Treaty of Paris set the boundaries with Canada but they stuck pretty much to themselves and to the backwoods.  They weren’t granted the vote by Massachusetts to which they, at the time, belonged.  There were also German Catholics settling on the Pennsylvania Frontier.  Maryland Catholics were somewhat at the opposite end of the spectrum from the Jews and were perceived as High Church WASPs, very much part of the American establishment.  There certainly were Gays and Lesbians—Pierre L’Enfant, the designer of our nation’s capital for one—but discretion kept their private proclivities out of public discussion.  Back in colonial days we had a rumored cross-dressing Royal Governor of New York, Lord Cornbury, but that sort of thing was decidedly out of fashion by the machismo days of our Revolution. 
All this historical reconstructionism led Mister Justice Scalia to be somewhat primitive himself when it came to issues of race and civil rights.  He was ardently opposed to any sort of affirmative action, not so much color-blind as just blind to the social complexities created by systemic poverty: inadequate and unequal public education, racial profiling, inequitable access to public services, and the other disproportionate burdens placed on the permanent underclass.  He was able himself to break through barriers of immigrant poverty because it was not the sort of systemic barriers that block those, of whatever race, who are disadvantaged by generational privation and this led him to the naïve conclusion that with enough gumption and natural ambition, anyone else could do the same.  It is sad really that he never appreciated his own unique genius that gave him a step-up that people of lesser ability lack.  He came far in life—far further than almost any of us could even dream—but he did so presuming that his extraordinary intelligence and exceptional charm were in fact within the grasp of any and of all.  As intelligent as he was, he fell for the lie of equal opportunity for all.   Humility can be a vice when it blinds us to see that what we have is a gift from beyond ourselves and permits us to think that we are no different than others and we did it on our own. 
I fear that Father Scalia, like so many sons of great fathers, is cut from the same bolt of cloth as was the Justice.  He holds to a lily-white Catholicism of the respectable upper-middle class establishment.  The Church today, like our nation, is far more complex than it was in the days of Jefferson and Madison or the days of Pius X and Pius XII.  Toothpaste does not go back into the tube.  While nothing haunts the soul like plainsong and Mozart thrills the ear attuned to European culture, the Church today pulsates with the rhythms and harmonies of Africa.  Theology today comes not out of the aged faculties of European universities but from the Comunidades Eclesiales de Base in Latin America.  (Even in the Roman universities the professors are increasingly from Asia, Africa, and Latin America.)  Where is the future of the Church?  Where are the vocations: India, Nigeria, Columbia, the Philippines, Indonesia, Kenya… that gives us the answer. 
There is certainly room in American Catholicism for the Ave Verum Corpus and even for Mass VIII.  They have been and they remain part of our cultural heritage.  I hate ugly churches and ugly church art as much as the next dilettante.  I’m even more inclined to write a check for a nun in her habit than one in an ill-fitting skirt and cardigan.   (Sorry, Sisters, I am 100% behind the LCWR but this is just a gut thing, I can’t help myself.)  But at the end of the day, Pius XII is in his tomb and when the Gospel Choir from Holy Apostles comes to sing at our Mass, the church is packed out to the rafters.  At the end of the day Mike and Ray, the married guys down the block, are running the parish team to help out at the shelter next month.  At the end of day, it is Barb carrying the cross and Susie the thurible at 11:00 Mass.  At the end of the day no one in our parish still receives on the tongue.  At the end of the day 30 people come to the traditional Stations of the Cross and 350 come to the youth “living stations.”  At the end of the day, we are more invested in our outreach program in Haiti than we are about putting the tabernacle back in the center of our sanctuary.  We remember when we had 3 priests and they brought communion to the shut-ins every first Friday.   Now we have only one priest but 30 Eucharistic ministers who bring communion to our shut-in’s every Sunday—and some more often.  The neighboring parish has a “youth ministry” with an “adoration hour” and rosary and 15 kids.   Our 95 kids make 450 sandwiches every month and run them into the city for the homeless.   And our kids can tell you about the Gospel of Luke and the Pauline letters and Evangelium Vitae and Laudato Si. 

No, retro-Catholicism and retro-constitutionalism are both no more than museum pieces.  Both in regards to our faith and to our politics there is Tradition that establishes canons for growth and development but they do not remain static.  We occupy an unique place in history and God calls us to be faithful in that time and place, not in some mythic now-past golden age when all was perfect.