#catholic mass

[catholicliving]

“God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman” and “O Come All Ye Faithful” are superior to anything playing on the radio these days. Don’t @ me.

[artthatgivesmefeelings]

Jerónimo Jacinto de Espinosa (Spanish, 1600-1667) La misa de San Gregorio, n.d Museo Nacional del Prado, Madrid

[catholic-saint-tournament]

Listen here:

Gregorian chant - Deum verum

Medieval music feat. Hildegard of Bingen

Hymnody - All People That on Earth Do Dwell (Tune: Old Hundredth)

Transitional - We Are Many Parts (Marty Haugen)

Contemporary - Here I Am to Worship (performed by Chris Tomlin)

Had a bit of a spat with my parish priest about this recently, so I'm taking it to Tumblr to see what all you think.

Bonus points if you explain why that's your favorite type of music in the tags or reblogs.

[helloparkerrose]

[nowaytoheaven2]

Used to attend mass and wonder how on earth the rituals didn't freak the adults out. :/

[nolivingdudeami]

not to sound like a traditionalist but the liturgy kind of peaked with renaissance polyphonic Mass settings

[janice-christ]

Some Answers To Your Questions (Transcribed by Janice's Daughter Naomi)

May 7, 2024

Hi all,

This is Janice's daughter Naomi again. We've been getting a lot of questions from some curious new followers and thought we'd just compile them all here in one post. Mom tends to veer off topic when she gets going so I'm here to transcribe the important bits and leave out the rest.

Q&A

Q: Can you tell us more about your alien abduction?

A: 1997 - October 14th. Matthew Mark Luke John and I were in a brief period of separation and I was home alone with Naomi. I'd just put her to bed around 7 o'clock and walked outside to have a cigarette (Camel blues - and while we're on the subject, why don't they allow smoking indoors anymore? We used to be able to light up an honest to god Pall Mall in the middle of Catholic Mass back in the 70s) [note from Naomi: this rant went on for 13 solid minutes before I got her back on track]. Anyway, I walked out to stand on the front porch and I passed out. Next thing I know, I'm getting strapped up and suspended from the ceiling, high in the air with my belly down and gooch out. I couldn't see anything but the floor at least 10 feet beneath me. There were probably nine or ten little guys looking up at me from below like town perverts waiting for an upskirt shot. Ugly little fuckers. You could see through their skin to their organs. I'm pretty sure the one who strapped me up was the leader because he had a hat. Then suddenly the lights went dark and I screamed - and that's when I heard three other screams. Definitely human. I have no idea who they were or where they are now and it tortures me twenty four hours out the goddamned day. Then I felt a big ol' gust of pressure and I was transported to some sort of void. Black all around me. A few seconds later the Hat Guy wheeled a TV in front of me and turned it on. For the next 3 hours and 15 minutes, the screen played James Cameron's "Titanic", which I found very odd as the movie wasn't due to release on Earth until December. As soon as the credits rolled I woke up in my bed as if nothing happened. I almost thought it was a dream until I dug into my morning bowl of cottage cheese and tasted sulfur as if my entire mouth was painted with the stuff. Now anything I orally consume tastes like that. I have to get my nutrients through a DIY feeding tube I engineered in '98. Patent still pending but I hold on to hope.

Q: You don't seem too worried about your missing husband, but your daughter Naomi does. Why?

A: I don't know - you'll have to ask Naomi why she cares so goddamned much [note from Naomi: he's my dad]

Q: Your bit isn't funny

A: Is this some type of internet explorer slang?

Q: Why do you hate your 4 year old grandson so much? Do you hate kids?

A: I love children! Zachary is not a child. He is a government drone. [note from Naomi: We're working on this relationship]

Q: If you could find the other victims from the night of your abduction, what would you ask them?

A: Oh, too many questions to name! But to start I'd ask if they also watched Titanic or if they got a different film like Boogie Nights or Good Will Hunting.

Q: You say you're single and looking - what kind of partner are you looking for?

A: Anyone who can slap my ass and ride a hog, honey (MUST be willing to assist in twice-daily tadpole experiments)

[note from Naomi: please do not indulge her in this, I am begging you]

---

That's all for now, folks.

Once again, my father is still missing. Last seen wearing a tweed suit in Atlanta, Georgia six months ago, black toupee, 5'3", ~230lbs, walks with a slight limp, favoring his left side. His full name is Matthew Mark Luke John Christ.

Please, PLEASE reach out if you have any information whatsoever on his whereabouts. As Mom said before, there are no known photographs of him as he is staunchly against photography as a concept and industry. If it helps, he looks a little bit like John Goodman if John Goodman was 5'3" with a black toupee and a limp.

Maybe we'll do another one of these if we get some more questions in bulk - Zachary and I are moving in with Mom to help her out until Dad comes back so things are a little chaotic here as you can imagine. Until then, please spread the word about my father if you can.

-Naomi

AND janice xx

[the-modern-mosaic]

First Mass Reflection

Doing anything for the first time as an adult can be intimidating, nerve-wracking, and even a little embarrassing. I took a surf lesson for the first time over the summer and I was so nervous it was hard to pay attention to the waves. I felt the same amount of nervousness before mass as I did before that surf lesson, ironically for the same reason: the fear of failure.

As I mentioned in my previous post, I don't have much of a religious background. Both of my parents grew up Catholic, but we never went to church growing up, so as I walked up the church steps to go inside I had no idea what to expect.

I sat in the back so that I could watch the other patrons and see what they did throughout the service. I looked at the books that were stashed in the back of the pew, hoping for some guidance on how the service was going to go, but there wasn't anything helpful in that regard. Just a large book full of songs.

I put my phone on Do Not Disturb as the service started. I had read online that weekday mass was typically around 20-30 minutes, so I settled in and got ready to learn.

The entire Mass took a full hour, which was nice. I was glad that I was able to see the full thing for my first time and not the abridged version. I didn't take Communion since I haven't done any of the other sacraments. The Priest talked about how your religiosity shouldn't start and end when you're physically in church, you need to embody Christ and his teachings at all times. This includes during times that are more challenging or irritating, everything is a lesson from God to make you better and get you ready for what's to come. I thought this teaching was interesting since it coincides with more secular teachings of mindfulness. When difficult things happen, it's important to maintain presence in the moment. Acknowledge what's going on and how you're feeling, but understand that you have to get through this moment and consider how it's going to make you better.

That's something that I've noticed so far in my limited study of religion, a lot of the teachings from different self help books, mindfulness practices, religions, gurus, etc. are essentially the same things. Mindfulness, gratitude, being kind to others, helping those around you, non-judgement, etc. Another teaching that I've been focusing on that's mentioned in the New Testament is being selfless and helping those who are impoverished. Jesus would give everything he had to help those who are in need, in an almost socialist way. I'll expand on that point in a later post.

Overall, my first Mass did influence my mood for the rest of the week. I kept thinking about what the Priest said and I tried to apply it to my life as much as possible. It did help me to maintain a more positive mindset, even when things at work or at home were frustrating. I've found myself complaining less, being more productive, and viewing trials as something to get through and grow from rather than something that serves only to ruin my mood and upset my life.

[itsbarbiebiiittchhhhh]

mass yesterday was so rejuvenating, the organs were playing and they sung heavenly hymns

[catholicliving]

Me at Easter Vigil every year:

[alwaysabeautifullife]

Oh nothing to see here, it’s just me the divorced woman with hand tattoos going to the nearest Catholic Church which happened to be Sedevacantist

Also there’s a parish called St. Joan of Arc Roman Catholic Church near so obviously it’s meant to be 😌

[themonsterthing]

SF wander in the rain.

[helloparkerrose]

[eeriemilyworlds]

[driftlessbirch]

Sing to the tune of 9 To 5 by Dolly Parton:

Tumble out of bed and I don’t break my fast,

Gotta show God I’ll be steadfast

Even though I’m a lowly sinner in this life.

For my soul the blood of Christ is pumpin’,

Into the pew soon I’ll be bumpin’

While we all get down on our knees at nine and five.

Mass at nine and five, get ready for some tithin’-

Let those dollars fly, show the Protestants we’re thrivin’!

Time to wail and cry, but only in the crying room;

It’s time to contemplate our hellish doom!

Nine and five, for service and devotion.

On Sundays and on Immaculate Conception

We’ll join hands and get ecclesiastical -

This season is ordinary liturgical!

Take out and pray your nice rosaries,

Luminous and other mysteries.

Our modes are Petrine and Marian.

The Holy Spirit is sacramental,

We’re fluid rather than fundamental

And our saints are quite contrarian!

Mass at nine and five, he’s got his ordination.

He’ll guilt you at your holy confession.

Your eyes will be mesmerized and transfixed

By the body up on that crucifix!

Nine and five, to exercise our charisms.

Your demons will be cast out with exorcisms.

The thurible releases smoke to smell -

The transfiguration comes when you hear that bell!