(H/T to The Curt Jester for this title.)
We usually don't go to 11 AM Mass, but we did today. The visiting priest gave a great homily, saying (paraphrased) that whatever we worry about going to sleep, and whatever we think about when waking up, that is our god.
Wow. My mind goes 47 different directions when I sleep at night. I can stand to do much better in this regard.
The downside of this Mass was the song selection. It was just about all Marty Haugen and David Haas, including "Gather Us In" (Worst. Opening. Song. Ever.), "We Are Many Parts" for the Eucharist, and "We Are Called" for the recessional. Yep, Mass is All About Us. Thank you, GIA, OCP, and "We Are Church." I dread the impending rollout of Tom Conry's heretical "Ashes" in a couple weeks when Ash Wednesday arrives early.
I used to sing and play this campfire-written drivel and stuff like it (Conry, Cooney, Schutte, Dufford, Farrell, etc.) regularly at Mass. I now regret ever doing so. And now I have another reason not to be a cantor; I won't lead the congregation in any music of this sort.
I don't blame the music ministry at my or any other church; they just don't know any better because the GIA-OCP (motto: "TLM Died And Left Us Boss") cabal has music and liturgical ministers everywhere convinced that Haugen, Haas, et al. are all there is. If I walk into Mass and hear "O Holy Name", I think I'll pass out.
But I must remember and draw hope from the refrain of that song:
For God and the right
Sweet name of Jesus
In Thee is our might.