Not hardly!

David I think we may have a new “Com Box Hero” here…

Not a rant at all! It was very fascinating to read.

Daily Mass was one of the things (there were many) that intrigued me, and lured me, to the Catholic faith.

I remember at one of my jobs, there was a man, who was as close as I could come to a living Saint. And I said to myself, how does he do it? What does he have that I don’t? So, I followed him to a 7AM Mass.

It was beautiful. So solemn, so contemplative. the people there were those who WANTED to be there, not those who HAD to be there. People stay after and pray silently, or just adore the Lord in the Tabernacle

It is soooo much different than a Sunday Mass. People stumbling in late, leaving right after they gulp down Jesus, are chatty, no fussy babies crying and kicking the back of the pew behind you, and don’t forget the demolition derby in the parking lot after Mass. I was a bit crestfallen in RCIA to hear that going to a daily Mass does not fulfil the Sunday obligation, as I enjoy daily mass so much more than Sunday.

As a convert, it has caused some friction with my cradle Catholic girlfriend. She is dumbfounded that I am I am a daily communicant. Before she met me, she was a C&E Catholic at best. She would say, why DO you go daily? I answered, because I CAN!

Not in a negative sense, but as a Protestant, Church was 1 hour on Sunday, and you might linger an hour more for fellowship and coffee in the vestry, and maybe a bible study on a weeknight, but that was all that was offered. In the Catholic faith, you can have “church” as you say every single day. And add to that perpetual adoration, you can have “Jesus” all day, every day.

Also, having Mass available to me daily is important because, after my journey of discernment, and a moment of profound Grace, I realize, what we is REALLY HAPPENING at the Mass, and what IS REALLY PRESENT in the eucharist, and I want to be a part of that any, and every time that my schedule allows.

This is one thing that I have had a lot of “adjustment” to deal with with my fellow Catholics, when they tell me they go to Mass “when they can,” and they “don’t get anything out of it.”

Sorry for the rant, but you did ask.

That one made me laugh out loud!

Only years later, when I had my first job working directly across the street from the Catholic Church, did I learn the real destination. The old fellow (who was still alive and still had the same Cadillac!) went to Mass every morning.

I never understood why people (Catholics?) went to church to pray. After all, God is everywhere (I surmised). Why go to Church to pray to him?

Now I know why. Because, in a very Real sense, He is There!!

Catholicism is reformatting my brain ;-).

Your post, SS, reminds me of when I lived in Richmond, Va in the buckle of the bible belt. I used to go to daily mass downtown during Lent. It was no problem except on Ash Wednesday when in the afternoon, my boss threatened to send me home if I did not wash my face. One of many co-workers who had never seen ashes exclaimed “That’s positively Medieval!” Alas, a cooler head prevailed and I remained in my cubicle for the rest of the day, not to show my face.