Niceness, The New Religion
Beautifully politically incorrect post from Left-Footer about people “welcoming” other people to Mass. I can say that I have never been “blessed” with such a treatment, but I find it so post-Vatican II I do not struggle in believing such a circus must go on in many churches.
In my cynicism, I have in front of me a HD picture of the typical busybody-ing, old-ish Sixty-Eighter aunt (I am talking of a stereotypical aunt here; present readership excepted) smiling at me with the broadest of “look at me me me “- expressions, and presenting me with her old-ish “I can’t believe how good I am” stretched hand.
Of course, such behaviour grates one because it is – among many other things – abuse of the Mass, which is meant to be a meeting with Christ rather than a social occasion in which more or less intelligent people try to show us how good they are, or to make themselves important in some strange way.
Once again, I must impart on you some traditional Italian wisdom, and point out that in past times such habits were not only non-existent, but unthinkable. It is the decaying of religious practice and its degradation to a mere social occasion that makes such behaviour thinkable in the first place. As it is today, religious practice becomes a “we” exercise, with Him nothing more than the pretext.
Unfortunately, the very presence of such people – prevalently old ladies, one is tempted to think out of personal experience; though this must not be the case – poses questions as to what lies behind such practices.
Does the parish priest know of the greeting troops? Does he approve of it? Why? Once again, we must ask ourselves: were countless generations of past Christians wrong, or not nice enough? Or are we, very simply, missing something?
Sadly, the laity seems to be parroting modern priests (again, no trace of this in traditional Catholic societies), who can’t wait to greet you when you get out of church in case you should feel lonely after so much time alone with Christ, or in case you should be confused as to who is the real protagonist.
The present generation often misses the point, because they often miss Christianity. Their religion is, as so often nowadays, “niceness” and an obsessive quest for attracting attention and approval.
I can’t wait for the old lady near the priest, saying an emphatic “thanks!” to me because I am in line for communion.