Rogare

Non rogo, ut tollas eos de mundo, sed ut serves eos a malo, alleluia, alleluia.

I am contentedly tired. It has been a rather busy weekend. I was blessed to be able to go on a 'country Victoria' expedition yesterday, to a beautiful church where Father was celebrating a votive Mass of the Blessed Mother for a Marian conference. He preached beautifully. Fitting for the day. I can now say that I have been blessed enough to have attended Classical liturgies in each of the four Victorian dioceses. I do hope that these day trips become a regular thing. It was a lovely day.

This morning's Mass was just beautiful. The schola was singing - particularly impressive was the Alleluia verse, and the Communion motet. The schola is growing, attracting many new young, and enthusiastic members.

Jude and I went off to the National Gallery this afternoon, and it was very impressive. It was interesting to note some elements of grace in the creations of pagan culture - that preparation for the Gospel, the light illuminating every man coming into the world. We saw a beautiful glass mosaic of the Last Supper, a very moving altar piece of the martyrdom of St Lawrence, and the original of this rather popular depiction of the Assumption of the Blessed Mother:

We also found a French plate painted in 1947 with a depiction of our Blessed Mother with Our Lord, which we thought summed up the more radical school of the first Liturgical Movement. Unfortunately, I can't find a picture. I was however, very taken by the picture below, and now have a postcard of the work on my fridge:

In other affairs, I'm trying to discern how the Lord intends to use the next six months, and whether I am being called to begin teaching, and that is, primary school teaching. Fiat voluntas tua.

This time between Ascension and Pentecost is incredibly wonderful. We are so incredibly close to the situation of the Apostles, and the figures of the Infant Church. Not that we are ever not, but this time, during our earthly sojourn, we are identifiable, even physically, temporally.

Finally, the latest edition of the journal of the Australian Confraternity of Catholic Clergy, The Priest, is now online. As always, it contains excellent material. I haven't finished reading it in it's entirety, but I especially commend to you the articles by Father Tattersall on Cardinal Ratzinger's liturgical theology, and by David Birch, on the place of Latin in the Church. I'm reading Dr Rowland's article next.

May we all be of one heart and constant in prayer.