This
summer, over a three week period, I traveled all over the country. As a daily communicant, I found Jesus in a
plethora of sacred and beautiful places.
In my journeys, I encountered the “One Holy, catholic and apostolate church”
in all of its diversity and variety and yet it’s consistency.
In Los
Angeles, I joined the more the 70 daily worshipers at the 6:30 am mass at St.
Justine Martyr Church. It is the closest
church to Disneyland! The parishioners
who attend this mass greet each other with love before and after mass.
On our
way to the airport for an overnight flight, we stopped at St. Anthony of Padua
in Long Beach. The mosaic artwork was
striking in this place of worship.
Father Jose gave a beautiful homily and from what I could gather, the
church has claimed a four or five square block area of Long Beach and provides
services for the elderly, poor, unemployed and other wise needy.
Back at
my home base of St. Bernadette in Silver Spring, I gave thanks to God for this
wonderful parish and the excellent music.
My second “home” parish is St. Michael's and I appreciate the simplicity
of this church and its beautiful statue of St. Michael. The statue reminds me that we are not alone
on this earth.
My third
home parish is the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception on the grounds
of Catholic University. It is across the
street from one of my clients and I am often able to go to their 8 am mass in
the Crypt Church. Surrounded by
beautiful stone work and dozens of images of Mary, the Mother of God, it is
always a treat to celebrate the Eucharist in “Mary’s House”.
I also attend
the 9:30 mass at St. John the Evangelist and spent time after in their
perpetual adoration chapel. It is a
modest chapel, but Jesus is there just the same!
In Saint
Louis, I worshiped at St. Monica’s in a St. Louis suburb. I happened to be there for the mass that
opened the school year for the teachers.
It is another warm and welcoming community.
A real treat
was the opportunity to attend mass at the Basilica Cathedral of St. Louis. This is the “new” cathedral which is over 100
years old. The ceilings and chapels are
a feast of mosaic work illustrating events from the Bible. My favorite is one that shows Jesus, newly
risen with Mary Magdalene falling to her knees without stretched arms shouting
“raboni”. Well, I couldn’t hear words,
but the art clearly detailed this event.
While I
didn’t attend mass at St. Cronan in downtown Saint Louis, we had a tour of this
modest church that began as a barn!
While in
New Jersey, at the Catholic Writers Conference, I had the pleasure of attending
mass celebrated by well known priests Fr. Andrew Apostole and Father Donald
Calloway. Mass in a hotel ballroom is always a little awkward, but the
Eucharist is there!
Finally,
at home on Sunday, I celebrated mass with my Third Order Dominican Community at
the Dominican House of Studies. The
chapel has the feel of an old world chapel.
Three
weeks, ten different churches and yet I am able to celebrate the same mass in
every place. Each place celebrates the
same liturgy. And in every place, I can
find Jesus!
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