Happy Easter boys and girls!
This year I missed Holy Thursday, as a result of guard duty. I booked out in the morning on Friday.
I went to my parish in the afternoon for the Stations of the Cross and the Good Friday service. I was there with Joshua, and we had only standing space. The choir was excellent. Hymns were quite orthodox. They sang Venantius Fortunatus’ Pange Lingua in English and another Latin hymn which I can’t figure. I have an axe to grind about the veneration of the cross. They did not let us kiss the cross, instead settling for a bow.
In the evening I attended the Tenebrae service at St Patrick’s School chapel. It was organized by the Schola. It was from seven thirty to ten pm. Very long indeed. I was getting quite fidgety halfway through, and was looking forward to the end. When the end arrived I was thoroughly jolted by the Strepitus(noise). Basically, the congregation will smash their missals against the pews to make loud noises. The symbolism behind all this is the earthquake which occurred after Christ died, and when the dead starting walking the earth. Yea, it really had its effect.
Tree, which solely wast found worthy
the world’s Victim to sustain.
harbor from the raging tempest!
ark, that saved the world again!
Tree, with sacred blood anointed
of the Lamb for sinners slain.
On Holy Saturday I attended the Mandarin Easter Vigil at Nativity. They had three readings instead of seven. I don’t know; it seems like I am losing my appetite for long liturgies.
We had Legion meeting after that. At nine thirty pm.
O vere beata nox, in qua terrenis caelestia, humanis divina iunguntur!