If conversations among decent folk on the internet mean anything, a not insignificant number of Catholics yearn for a return to liturgical sanity, a return to beauty and truth and goodness. The longed-for return of beautiful Liturgy to common experience is, of course, some 40-plus years overdue. In brief, we never should have permitted "experiments" in the wake of the Council, shabby treatments of the Mass, any place in the spiritual life of the Church. Communion in the hand, versus populum "worship", lay ministers of Holy Communion, a loss of the Proper chants (Introit, Offertory and Communion) as well as a loss of the Church's treasure trove of sacred music—these are but a few of the signs of a loss of respect for the patrimony of the Holy Spirit Who inspired men to evangelize and instruct through beautiful, true and good works of art, music, architecture and stained glass, graced works all pointing to and praising the greatest gift known to man: the Holy Eucharist, the source and summit of the Christian life (CCC1324).
As it is, Catholics of the Ordinary Form are malnourished, starved of the fruit of the Holy Spirit. The Spirit, Who inspires great works of art and the beautiful celebration of the Mass, is ignored, even by those who claim to be "charismatic". Banal music fills the pews of so-called charismatic congregations who, though stunted by quasi-protestant and heterodox "praise and worship" songs, manage to appreciate the need to live as faithful disciples who live the Gospel with integrity and fervour.
We witness day after day an abundance of childish behaviours once again occupying the sanctuary of the Lord. Those who hope for the Ordinary Form to be celebrated as intended by the Council must now admit to a fading springtime. The Reform of the Reform, if not dead, is severely wounded and has stalled. Appreciation for the restoration of the sacred fades among once zealous defenders of the Benedictine arrangement.
Our misguided brethren have, again, turned the holy places into pigpens and brothels. A parasite of misery attaches to those who long to pray robed in the beauty of holiness. The Church is in shambles, made more so by the obstinate rejection of the Tradition of the Church and flirtations with heterodoxy.
A false narrative spewed out of the mouths of heretics has given lazy (c)atholics the opportunity to be content with liturgies that, were it not for the validity of the consecration, resemble circuses and sideshows that are more mockeries than living memorials of the Lord's Sacrifice.
Incipit lamentatio Ieremiae prophetae.
ALEPH. Quomodo sedet sola civitas plena populo! Facta est quasi vidua domina gentium; princeps provinciarum facta est sub tributo.
BETH. Plorans ploravit in nocte, et lacrimæ ejus in maxillis ejus: non est qui consoletur eam, ex omnibus caris ejus; omnes amici ejus spreverunt eam, et facti sunt ei inimici.
Ierusalem, convertere ad Dominum Deum tuum.
(Book of Lamentations 1:1-2)
Here begins the lamentation of Jeremiah the prophet.
ALEPH. How lonely sits the city that was full of people! How like a widow has she become, she that was great among the nations! She that was a princess among the cities has become a vassal.
BETH. She weeps bitterly in the night, tears on her cheeks; among all her lovers she has none to comfort her; all her friends have dealt treacherously with her, they have become her enemies.
Jerusalem, turn again to the Lord your God.