Sunday marked another trip to a place where I spent my formative years. I landed at 6 pm mass at Loyola. Back in my day, mass in the chapel was at 9 pm and was followed by the more popular 10:30. I would often go after logging hours at the library. Picking a time to go to mass made a stopping point and allowed for some quiet.
It appears that the later masses are in the dorms now. That's too bad, because sometimes you need a 10:30 mass. The chapel is full of stone and stained glass. The pews have high backs and sit at a perfectly uncomfortable 90 degrees. It seats about 400 people.
If I had to pick a way to describe mass at Loyola, I would call it Mass:The Musical! Crazy kids these days and their American Idol and Glee. There was a great big talented choir. And lots of singing and pausing and singing and pausing and singing and pausing some more. Don't get me wrong, I have always loved going to mass at Loyola. They used to have First Sunday mass for alumni and I have always regretted not going. Though I mostly felt like I was about 100 years old, there were several families with young to teenage kids.
The homily was about the immersion experience and its role in Jesuit education.
This brings us to 20 churches (I'll get the running list started, I promise.) And brings us to Ash Wednesday. I'll see what I can do about a church tomorrow. Any good ideas out there for Lenten sacrifice?
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