We had a rather eye-opening experience today when we went to Mass!
We decided to attend the 7:30 a.m. Mass all together because Tom and Pip needed to go before going to summer camp. Drop off time was at 9:00, so rather than go yesterday at 5:00 p.m., we opted for this morning.
Around 7:40 we were starting to wonder where the priest was, and, sure enough, they announced that no priest had shown up and we would just have a communion service. Now, I don't know the "rules" about such matters, but we really wanted to get to an actual Mass before the boys had to go. So, we're sitting there pondering our options when my Dear Husband had an inspiration:
We could just go down the hall to the Family Center where Mass was being celebrated in Spanish!
We did, and at least one other couple followed us. Don followed more of the homily than I did, since I've never had any real Spanish education, but we followed the Mass and I said the English responses in Meg's ear so she'd know where we were. It was different, but it was Mass, and it was good.
We did hear that they made an announcement that anyone could go to the Spanish Mass after we left (because Don had told the Deacon where we were going). But we wonder why they didn't just send everyone down there to begin with! Surely a readily available Mass should be preferred over a communion service even if it's in a different language? I don't think it's very different from the past where many of the less educated folks probably didn't understand the Latin Mass.
What do you think? Where would you have gone? Another English-speaking parish? Stayed for the Communion service? Or the Spanish Mass? And why, of course.
I hope you're having a beautiful Sunday and Fourth of July Weekend!