“I am going to drag you through a sustained rant about liturgy, punctuated by Latin vocabulary and Neo-Platonism. First, to be grown up Catholics we need a Mass for grown ups. Our Mass should give us thick red steak and Cabernet, not pureed carrots and milk for baby teeth. I want meat for you, not goop. Goop is fine for babies. Babies need goop. But when you grow up, you need more. You might be able to survive for a while on goop, but you won’t thrive. I want you to thrive through our Mass not just survive. Mass must be succulent, not insipid.”
Thus begins
another one of Fr. Z’s edifying ‘rants’
offering to help us “chew the marrow” out of prayers — both newer and older — in order to retrieve something important that has been lost in our Catholic identity by the “snipping and pasting together” of various revised prayers in the last half-century.
