High Schoolers Facing EastWhen the one boy said that it felt like it was more about God than the priest when he faced liturgical east, it reminded me of my first experience. As I have so often recounted it: "I shifted in my pew as if to seek the face of the priest, only to realize a short time later, it is the face of God I should be seeking in the Mass".
Six high school boys stayed after Thursday's daily Mass at St Joseph's Catholic School:
"Father, why didn't you celebrate Mass facing East today?"
"I'm doing so on two days of the week, and on the other two the usual way. Do you like the Mass when I celebrate facing East?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"It feels more holy. It's older right? But you're not really facing East here."
"There's something called 'liturgical East.' It's when the priest faces what used to be the East 'cause all the churches were built to face the rising sun, which was a symbol of the resurrection and also because Jesus would return to Jerusalem, which was in the East."
"Like Muslims facing Mecca."
"Sort of, but I'm not going to start wearing a turban"
"You could wear your biretta more often."
"Shall I?"
"I like Mass when you face East because it feels like you are offering the Mass for us more."
"I just like stuff that's more traditional."
"I think it feels more, well, manly. Do you know what I mean. Is that dumb?"
"That's interesting. No, I don't think it's dumb, but I have to think about why it might be true."
"I think it's good because I was thinking more about God and not you, and when you elevated the host it was like Jesus floating there. It was more mysterious. It was cool."
"Would you like me to continue saying Mass facing with you to the Lord?"
"Yes please."
"You don't feel slighted because I have turned my back to you? You sure I haven't hurt your feelings?"
Laughter all around. "You're not that good looking anyway Father."
"OK, why don't you all go to lunch now?"
Now comes a poem from Father's blog on the subject...
A Student’s Plea
No, no, Father, please don’t toss the mike
like a DJ when you preach. Please don’t be cool.
Please don’t ride a Harley motorbike
when you come to school.
Don’t wear red cowboy boots for Pentecost,
and tell dumb jokes to be our pal. Please don’t ‘high five’,
say, “Sweet!” “Awwsome!” “You suck!” “You’re toast!”
or teach us how to jive.
Don’t sing along to the latest pop band;
you don’t need to be hip and up to date,
or come to our parties with a drink in your hand,
trying to relate.
Play it straight. Say the black and do the red.
Refrain from politics and rainbow pins.
Pray for all of us, the living and the dead,
and listen to our sins.
We want you to keep the faith, you see,
but keep it as it was. We want it old.
We want it to be waiting there when we
come in from the cold.
We want you to be our Father, not our mate.
We want a solid rock; so when we roam,
we know you'll be there, waiting at the gate,
to welcome us home.
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