Sunday, August 30, 2015

Missing Mass these days is tragic

Even though I missed Sunday Mass today because I have another severe cold and allergy symptoms and excused according to the law itself, it is still tragic. Every time I do not attend Mass, plus anytime I do and do not meet a single Catholic girl before or afterwards, it is still tragic. The fact that my adoptive parish church is thirty miles away from home is challenging  in itself on a happy day, never mind on a rainy day. 

This comes to show that despite living in a major American city with over 180,000 inhabitants, there is not one Catholic house of worship that offers the Traditional Latin Mass. There is no hope for the future. Crime and drugs all over the place. Ecclesiastical crimes are committed on a daily basis and nothing is done about them. No cassocks, no habits, no discipline, no reprimands. 

In my last post I showed some screenshots of the Facebook page for NEW Worcester, the "New Evangelization Worcester for Youth and Young Adults." They showed nuns dancing to Taylor Swift and the Steubenville East Conference that took place recently in the Archdiocese of Boston (with Cardinal Sean's blessing and presence). 

For those who know me, I don't use Facebook or Twitter for good reasons. When I revisited the page last week, they now require a login. So I am considered a humbug.

Because I am more Catholic than most of the employees (clerical and lay) of the Diocese of Worcester, I get punished indirectly. There is a TLM at a monastery chapel in a rural part of the Diocese, but there will never be one within the city limits of Worcester or a bordering town anytime soon. 

It doesn't help that we have the worst pope in living memory, a topic which I will address in my next post. 

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