Saturday, April 11, 2009

A Good Friday, OR, the greatest Friday EVER?

The singular liturgical action of the Triduum continues with Good Friday. I spent most of the day on the road, but got to hear some wonderful reflections on Catholic radio stations. I made it home just in time to dress up and get to the Good Friday liturgy.

Without any formality, the Priest (a 92-year-old Franciscan) entered from the sacristy with his servers. The liturgy starts with just an opening prayer. John's passion is used every year (unlike on Palm Sunday, which uses the gospel of the year.) Then the Church prays in a special way for basically everyone. I like to remember those whom I know who fit into the various categories, especially those who do not know Christ, and those who do not believe in God.

Then there is the veneration of the cross. They did not have a relic of the True Cross, but I still like the tradition. I have been to places where it is uncommon to kiss the cross, where people may bow or something before it, but that was not the case here.

This is the only day of the year where Mass is not celebrated. Luckily we consecrated enough Eucharist on Thursday!

And then it's over, just a prayer, and we're done.

Tomorrow there are no liturgies until after sunset.

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