For a straightforward, just-the-facts-ma’am report on the
event, see my post on the
SSGG blog. If you’re interested in my take on the whole thing, read on!
St. Bridget church is small – it’s one of a number of “mission
churches” built in Oregon in the 1900’s – and this one was actually completed
in 1958. You can view some photos here.
The church does have a little choir loft – which is actually used! There’s also
a “cry room”, which was also in active use by a number of young moms with their
babies.
Back to the Mass: two altar boys vested in cassock and
surplice served as miter and crosier bearer, but they did not wear vimpae, the scarves which they use to
cover their hands while handling the bishop’s effects. I don’t imagine the
parish even has such a thing, given the infrequency of episcopal visits! The
neighboring Cathedral parish could have supplied them, but I suspect no one
really thought about it.
Two girls in albs also served…sigh.
Interestingly, after the procession, Bishop Cary gave a few
words of explanation before he led the congregation in the daytime prayer of
the Office of the Dead, for which a little booklet was provided. There were
about 17 priests and three nuns present as well, and they were in the front
pews, so their example helped the people who might not have experienced such a
thing before. The alternation of the psalm verses between the two sides of the
Church was accomplished easily, and the office was said.
The music was…a problem. But then, isn’t it always? A little
electronic organ accompanied the singers for some of the hymns, while guitar
strumming took over at other times. I’m not going to say any more. If you have
read much on this blog, you know how I feel.
At the sign of peace, I was able to be a non-participant. I
didn’t know the people there, and no one was sitting right next to me or right
in front of me, so I felt no pressure to participate in the glad-handing. I
closed my eyes, bowed my head, and folded my hands, and no one bothered me.
Bishop Cary’s homily was good. It wasn’t a eulogy (yay!), and
he never assured us that Fr. Daniel is now in Heaven praying for us (yay
again!). Rather, he quietly noted that we hope and pray that Fr. Daniel will find his way to Heaven. Now, right
there you’ve got about the best funeral homily I’ve ever heard. I stopped going
to funeral Masses because they generally turn out to be beatification
ceremonies. This one was not.
And what do the priest’s hands do? During baptism, the
priest uses his hands to anoint the individual with oil and to pour the baptismal
water over the individual’s head; at the end of life, the same hands anoint the
sick.
Most especially, those priestly, anointed hands do a most
important work when they offer the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass.
Yes! Exactly!
And then of course there is the practice of receiving the
Body of Christ in the hand. It is hard for me to imagine ever doing that again.
I had two interesting conversations with priests after the
Mass. One was with one of the sweetest and most contemplative priests of the Diocese
of Baker. He told me that recently a family had come to Mass at his parish (“and
the wife had a veil, too” – a reference to the fact that I was the only one
wearing one today), and when they received Holy Communion, they did not say “amen”.
He said he even asked her about it afterwards, and learned that the faithful do
not say “amen” in the EF Mass! I laughed and told him that I forgot to say “amen”
today myself. I seldom receive Holy Communion at a Novus Ordo Mass, so I am out
of practice, but it actually seems a bit awkward to say “amen” when receiving
on the tongue.
The other conversation quickly touched on two issues. The
priest mentioned that he was being transferred to a parish where there were not
enough priests, and I commented that there seemed to be a real lack of priests
in our diocese right now. He agreed, and I said, “People need to start having
more babies.” He laughed, but then quickly agreed, saying, “Yes, because that’s
why we’re in the situation we’re in right now!”
That was nice!
At the reception, a huge potluck buffet was spread down a
row of tables – fit for a king! The priests were instructed to sit at two
particular table, and after filling their plates, they did. Bishop Cary,
however, paused at a table where three older Hispanic women were seated,
awaiting their turn at the buffet line. He stood with his plate in hand and
spoke to them for a moment (in Spanish), then seated himself with them. I think this bishop wants to get to know the
faithful of his new diocese.
So stay tuned: I may be able to have a talk with the new
bishop of the Diocese of Baker, and I will report on it here!
Biographical
Information about Fr. Daniel Ochiabuto:
Fr. Daniel was born on June 15, 1973 in Umuahia, Nigeria. He
attended Bigard Memorial Seminary in Enugu (1998-2002) and Seat of Wisdom
Seminary in Owerri in Imo State.(2003-2007). He was ordained a deacon in 2006,
and was ordained to the priesthood on July 28, 2007 in Umuahia Diocese. He
arrived in the Diocese of Baker in October 2009.
Fr. Daniel served as associate pastor at Our Lady of the
Valley Church in La Grande, Oregon, and in January 2011 he was made pastor of St.
Bridget of Kildare in Nyssa.
Fr. Daniel became seriously ill with malaria in March 2012;
he had been home for a visit, and returned to Oregon where it became apparent
that he had not recovered. St. Bridget parishioners covered the cost of his
return to Nigeria for treatment.
Tragically, Fr. Daniel was struck by a vehicle in Umuahia, Nigeria in
late May, and died from his injuries on June 1, 2012 at the age of 39.
For related
posts, click on the “Bishop Liam Cary Posts” tab at the top of the page.
U stopped going to funerals because of eulogies?
ReplyDeleteI stopped going because they seemed more like beatification ceremonies than funerals.
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