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16Aug/100

Thank You, Father Z

Just when I needed it most, as I'm in the midst of the details of working with our new pastor to move our music ministry to our long-abandoned choir loft. (See: The Schizophrenic Choir Director)

A perfect post.

The good Father says in not so many words how I'm feeling:

The problem with putting a choir in front of everyone’s eyes (let’s not even contemplate putting them in the sanctuary where the clerical choir belongs) is that it gives the impression that the choir is performing. It gives also the wrong sense to the musicians (if they can be so called) as well.

It seems to me that making the choir too easily visible in the church places to much emphasis on their physical presence and appearance rather than on the prayer they contribute in the form of sacred music. Having the choir up front is just another distraction. Even for the members of the choir it is a distraction. [This is true. It's going to be a lot less pressure and a lot easier to do the mechanics of our work in the liturgy from the loft.

Moreover, in most older churches, the building’s acoustics will favor the positioning of the organ and choir in the choir loft. [This is certainly the case in our church.] A choir can usually sing without amplification when they are in a choir loft, thus avoiding yet another layer of artificiality in the sacred action.

Again I say: Thank you Father Z!

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12Aug/100

The Schitzophrenic Choir Director

That's me: The Schitzophrenic Choir Director.

For the last 8 years, I've been a music director here at my home parish. For nearly all of that 8 years (save the last 2+ months), it was under our former pastor.

I have been happy to assimilate what I have known and experienced in liturgical music: contemporary influences from the 9 PM SLU Mass Choir and the Folk Choir at Notre Dame; our own parish's guitar Mass heritage; my own keyboard playing; a background in commercial music radio and programming; influences from both contemporary Catholic music publishers and traditional Catholic music organizations.

For 8 years, we've worked hard and built a fantastic (yes, I'm partial) ensemble and overall music ministry. Within those 8 years, we also built a splendid, new, large choir area in the front of our sanctuary.

But I've always been torn in two directions.

I've enjoyed what we've done and built. And I've seen its positive impact on our parish worship and parish life.

I'm also very traditional in my own personal liturgical preferences. As I've read about work on the "reform of the reform" elsewhere, there were many times I longed to integrate more traditional music and liturgical influence into my work in the parish. But I always stay allegiant and obedient  to my pastor, and I was blessed  that my past pastor was also a friend. And so I remained true to his direction in liturgical planning and work.

Our new pastor, however, is much more traditional in nature and preference. I like him a lot so far... he has a fantastic, fun personality and a great sense of humor. And he approaches liturgy with an unmatched dignity and reverence, and it shows.

Among the changes we're working toward is a move of our music ministry back up to the choir loft. Now I'll admit, I haven't sung in the choir loft at our church since I was in grade school, so I've been studying it much more in depth as we plan and prepare for the move.

On Tuesday night, I walked through it with the members of our ensemble. They're taking this all quite well.

We have our work cut out for us, but I'm really looking forward to this very positive first move for us into the choir loft.

I'm excited.

And maybe I'll be able to be less "schitzphrenic" over time.

As I reflect on that, move in that direction, and have things come up in that regard, I'll blog about them here.

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11Jan/100

Bless this Blackberry

In an article titled "UK Vicar Invokes God's Blessing On BlackBerrys", the AP (London) reports:

The Rev. Canon David Parrott blessed a symbolic heap of laptops and smart phones on the altar of London's 17th-century St. Lawrence Jewry church Monday. An effort, he said, to remind the capital's busy office workers that God's grace can reach them in many ways.

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Parrott said the blessing ceremony was an update of a traditional back-to-work ceremony called "Plow Monday," in which villagers gathered to bless a symbolic farming implement dragged to the church's door. Parrott said that ceremony didn't have much relevance for his church, which was "nowhere near a field in the middle of London."

The church is near London's Financial District, and Rev. Parrott was looking for a way to make the service more "lively and relevant" to that crowd.

Pretty cool.

Man, why didn't I think of having my Blackberry blessed?

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13Nov/090

Printable Liturgical Calendars

0910litcal.jpgAwesome! Michele over at The Family-Centered Life has posted some printable liturgical year calendars... gettin' ready for the New Year (at the start of Advent) in a few weeks.

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2Nov/090

Memento Mori

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Tonight, All Souls' Day, at Holy Family was the annual Memorial Mass, or Mass of Remembrance, to which we invite the families of all of the parishioners who have passed away in the last year.  This year, 52 parishioners passed away - 9 more than last year. All of their families were invited to the Mass, and a majority were present.  Our ensemble provides and leads the music, and it's one of the most beautiful and rewarding liturgies at which we're able to participate each year.
Please join us in praying for the Holy Family parishioners who passed on to eternal life this year...
(in order of death, November 2008 to October 2009)
+ Mary Lapinski + Gloria Knobeloch + Sheila Gancheff + George Heth, Jr. + Delores Mort + Kathleen Zarlingo + Mary Dowd Edwards + Ruby Patton + William "Bee" Hillmer, Jr. + James Connolly + Willis Forrest + Joyce Mitchell + Emily Nebiker + Mary Radick + William Paterson + Mary Siebert + Jerry Rhodes + Henry Mann + Catherine Svezia + Norma Kramer + Annette Scott + Bernice Nolan + Billie Schuler + Leo Kamadulski + Phillip Sheridan, Jr. + Anthony Doneff + George Yevin + Bernard "Lefty" Mang + Richard Kelly + Alfonso Martinez + Patricia Weathers + Leroy Range + Flora "Toby" Schuler + Mary Yevin + Caroline Noud + Irma Marti + Muriel Byrne + Alfred "Effie" Castillo + Jane Papp + Marie Stanek + Frances Castillo + Joseph Konieczny + Mary Pope + Virginia Turner + Dorothy Klock + Dean Spahn + Robert Swigert + Melvin Lytle + Gilbert Carrizales + Thelma Lucash + Mark Dixon + Robert Voegele
"We believe in the life eternal. We believe that the souls of all those who die in the grace of Christ--whether they must still be purified in purgatory, or whether from the moment they leave their bodies Jesus takes them to paradise as He did for the Good Thief--are the People of God in the eternity beyond death, which will be finally conquered on the day of the Resurrection when these souls will be reunited with their bodies.

"We believe that the multitude of those gathered around Jesus and Mary in paradise forms the Church of Heaven, where in eternal beatitude they see God as He is,38 and where they also, in different degrees, are associated with the holy angels in the divine rule exercised by Christ in glory, interceding for us and helping our weakness by their brotherly care.39

"We believe in the communion of all the faithful of Christ, those who are pilgrims on earth, the dead who are attaining their purification, and the blessed in heaven, all together forming one Church; and we believe that in this communion the merciful love of God and His saints is ever listening to our prayers, as Jesus told us: Ask and you will receive.40

"Thus it is with faith and in hope that we look forward to the resurrection of the dead, and the life of the world to come.

"Blessed be God Thrice Holy. Amen."

- Credo of the People of God, Pope Paul VI, 1968
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1Nov/090

My Favorite Time of the Year

Today (All Saints Day) kicks off my favorite time of the year.

Before I had left the church, or returned, my favorite times of the year were the spring and summer. It likely had a lot to do with the fact that I worked nine summers at a boy scout camp, and the spring was the exciting preparatory time for the summer, which was my personal "Christmas."
Once I returned to the church, I fell in love with the rhythm of the liturgical year from its beginning with the start of Advent, through Christmas, through Ordinary Time to Lent, the Passion - the Triduum - and Easter, through the rest of Ordinary Time.
But the time that really stood out for me was the end of the church year - the end of Ordinary Time. In particular, the time from All Saints Day through the Solemnity of Our Lord Jesus Christ the King (the last Sunday of the liturgical year.)
I love the readings through this part of the year that reflect upon the last things: death and judgement, eternal life and God's Kingdom. I love how the correlate to the dying off of the natural world around us through the fall, heading toward winter. I love the way the branches, getting more and more bare, remind me of the promise and opportunity of new life that comes after the fall.
We start this part of the season today and tomorrow with the liturgical color of white, which we reserve for our great feasts and solemnities. And we end the year with white on the feast of Christ the King.
So I smile as we come around to this part of the year. I love the fall leaves. And I love the march of time from All Saints Day to the reflection upon Christ's eternal Kingship at the end of our year.
Vivat Jesu!
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27Jun/090

Christ and the Centurion

The Gospel from today's Mass readings is from Matthew 8, and is one of my favorites - it includes Matthew 8:8, which is the line when Christ, who was asked the the centurion to come to his home to heal his paralyzed servant, comes to the home and is exhorted by the centurion: "Lord, I am not worthy to have you enter under my roof; only say the word and my servant will be healed."

Some might recognize that as what is currently translated in the Mass in the English-speaking world as "Lord, I am not worth to receive you, but only say the word and I shall be healed."
For the last several years, I've been repeatedly and particularly drawn to this section of Matthew... I love the book of Matthew... 

On a related notw, Father Martin Fox wrote a fantastic blog entry on the forthcoming updates to the English translation of the Missal, including a summary of a talk that was given last year by Bishop Arthur Serratelli, chairman of the U.S. Bishops' Committee on Divine Worship. I shared it with the Ensemble this week, and I share it with you here.

In his blog entry, Father Fox points out one of the many adjustments:

The words we speak together currently as the priest shows us the Eucharist before communion are a weak translation of Matthew 8:8, which will be restored as follows: "Lord, I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof, but only say the word..."

Check out the whole thing... Enjoy!
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21Jun/090

A Violent Sqall Came Up

2838683733_b54ec680e6_b.jpgSinging the Psalm this weekend, and hearing the Gospel, were interesting to me, as the story from both readings - and a particular line in the Gospel - brought back vivid memories of a day on the Chesapeake last summer with coworkers.

The Gospel
This week's Gospel (Mark 4: 35-41) was about a time, at sea, when a storm arose and challenged the disciples in the boat. Frightened, they found Jesus asleep in the stern, awoke him, and he calmed the sea. The line in the Gospel that stuck out to me was "A violent squall came up and waves were breaking over the boat."
The Squall
Last August, I made a trip to Herndon, VA (where my office and many coworkers are) for a few days of company meetings. Thursday of that week, our group had an outing - starting with a morning on the Schooner Woodwind, departing Annapolis, Maryland, past the U.S. Naval Academy, out into Chesapeake Bay.
We were about 20 minutes into our cruise when the captain said similar words: "It looks like we're going to run through a little rain squall."
The "little rain squall" actually ended up being a nearly 45-minute storm with wind that left the boat rocking while turning in and out of the wind to stay on course. We would alternate leaning one way or the other, and with no real protection between us (on deck) and the bay except how we were holding on and a thin rope along the edge of the boat, it got a bit frightening.
It was a great day, though. We were all drenched before we made it back to shore, but still in good spirits. After all, we had survived quite a storm together "at sea."
So the imagery of the Gospel hit home for me quite strongly this week.
The Reflection
For me, the natural result of the experience with the proclamation of the Word this week was asking myself a question for reflection: How good am I at trusting, in the squalls of life, that the Lord really is still there. Sure, he might be sleeping in the stern, but that doesn't mean he isn't present and aware of my challenges or fears. In fact, it should be a comfort that my fears might not be as warranted as I think. Or my challenges as insurmountable.
Christ's mere, ongoing, presence - if I only ask for it - is enough for me.
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10Apr/090

Psalm 22

I always love singing Psalm 22 at the Mass on Palm Sunday, when we also read the Passion of Christ at Mass. The verses used on Palm Sunday are from the beginning of the Psalm and are somewhat haunting on their own.

The refrain used is "My God, My God, why have you abandoned me?"
You might also recognize these as the last words Christ spoke on the cross.
If you didn't think to look ahead at the rest of that Psalm, you might not consider the fullness of the message that Christ was pointing to from the cross. (It's so long that he obviously couldn't have recited the whole thing from the cross, but it's a good sign-post for us...)
Here is Psalm 22, with emphasis added... a clue to the joys of tomorrow...
For the leader; according to "The deer of the dawn." A psalm of David.
My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? 
  Why so far from my call for help, from my cries of anguish?
My God, I call by day, but you do not answer; 
  by night, but I have no relief.
Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One; you are the glory of Israel.
In you our ancestors trusted; they trusted and you rescued them.
To you they cried out and they escaped;
  in you they trusted and were not disappointed.
But I am a worm, hardly human, 
  scorned by everyone, despised by the people.
All who see me mock me; they curl their lips and jeer; 
  they shake their heads at me:
"You relied on the LORD--let him deliver you; 
  if he loves you, let him rescue you."
Yet you drew me forth from the womb, 
  made me safe at my mother's breast.
Upon you I was thrust from the womb; 
  since birth you are my God.
Do not stay far from me, 
  for trouble is near, and there is no one to help.
Many bulls surround me; fierce bulls of Bashan encircle me.
They open their mouths against me, lions that rend and roar.
Like water my life drains away; all my bones grow soft. 
  My heart has become like wax, it melts away within me.
As dry as a potsherd is my throat; 
  my tongue sticks to my palate; you lay me in the dust of death.
Many dogs surround me; a pack of evildoers closes in on me. 
  So wasted are my hands and feet
  that I can count all my bones. They stare at me and gloat;
  they divide my garments among them; for my clothing they cast lots.
But you, LORD, do not stay far off; 
  my strength, come quickly to help me.
Deliver me from the sword, 
  my forlorn life from the teeth of the dog.
Save me from the lion's mouth, 
  my poor life from the horns of wild bulls.
Then I will proclaim your name to the assembly; 
  in the community I will praise you:
"You who fear the LORD, give praise! 
  All descendants of Jacob, give honor; 
  show reverence, all descendants of Israel!
For God has not spurned or disdained the misery of this poor wretch, 
  Did not turn away from me, but heard me when I cried out.
I will offer praise in the great assembly; 
  my vows I will fulfill before those who fear him.
The poor will eat their fill; 
  those who seek the LORD will offer praise. 
  May your hearts enjoy life forever!"
All the ends of the earth will worship and turn to the LORD; 
  All the families of nations will bow low before you.
For kingship belongs to the LORD, the ruler over the nations.
All who sleep in the earth will bow low before God; 
  All who have gone down into the dust will kneel in homage.
And I will live for the LORD; my descendants will serve you.
The generation to come will be told of the Lord, 
  that they may proclaim to a people yet unborn 
  the deliverance you have brought.

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5Nov/080

Memento Mori

votive.jpgTonight at Holy Family was the annual Memorial Mass, or Mass of Remembrance, to which we invite the families of all of the parishioners who have passed away in the last year.  This year, 43 parishioners passed away - 10 or so fewer than in each of the last few years, but still a pretty large number. All 43 families were invited to the Mass, and a majority were present.  Our ensemble provides and leads the music, and it's one of the most beautiful and rewarding liturgies at which we're able to participate each year.

Please join us in praying for the Holy Family parishioners who passed on to eternal life this year...

(In order of death)
+ William Schooley
+ Dorothy Balsie
+ Irene Nelson
+ Martin Marciszewski
+ Mary Pieszchalski
+ Mary Buchek
+ Ann Konopka
+ Joyce Martin
+ Walter Kafka
+ Angela Hogan
+ Dorothy Coy
+ Alex Todoroff
+ Steve Ortiz
+ Richard Bronnbauer
+ James Kelahan
+ Marguerite Vrenick
+ Edward Wania
+ Dorothy Schardan
+ Viola Lindner
+ Raymond Becerra
+ Andrew Basarich
+ Anthony "Tony" Boyer
+ Kathryn J. Timar
+ Kathryn Sawicki
+ Elizabeth Aleen Purtle
+ Lawrence Richard "Dick" Roderick
+ Louis Reznack
+ Carol Holten
+ Rose Schmitt
+ Paula Margason
+ Dolores M. Fortner
+ Arthur Rossi
+ Eileen M. Reeves
+ Rosalie J. Aramowicz
+ Mary Rita Ahlers
+ Marilyn Goetting
+ Dawn Smith
+ Rebecca Mendoza
+ Ruth Lange
+ Ethel La Donna Narup
+ Veronica Linhart
+ Helen Lytle
+ Bernice "Bea" Lanahan

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