Other affairs overrode blogging the past few days. I know you understood.
I’ve found that it’s good for me to take notes immediately after each of the Triduum liturgies, and put to-do’s on my list for next year. I usually take a few days off after Easter to rest and recover. If I can take those notes on Thursday night while adoration is on, plus Holy Saturday morning, and then during one of the Easter Masses, I’ll be in good shape for next year.
Some of my tasks: better communication with the music leaders for Holy Thursday and Good Friday next year. I’m going to need two teams of hospitality for Easter morning Masses. We actually outdrew Parent’s Weekend at 10:30 yesterday morning. We had to use every chair in the student lounge and in the storeroom. Likely we had close to 1,000 people in a church that seats 790.
I was curious to see how our new processional cross insert would affect veneration. People still did as they had in previous years, nearly always venerate the “wood” of the cross. Our pastor invited people to venerate on three sides as they came to the narthex, but the first worshipers went to all four sides of the cross–and that worked.
Easter Vigil did not have the small bumps the other liturgies had. We were just four minutes short of three hours. The pace was just right. I got to play a Vigil for the first time in eleven years. The parish has long used an Exsultet setting by Everett Frese, a priest of our diocese. I can’t say it impressed me the last two years. I’ve always used (and prefer) the plainsong setting in the Sacramentary. I didn’t have much time to learn the accompaniment–it wasn’t as smooth as I would have hoped. It sort of grew on me. We reexamined psalms last year, and service music during initiation this year. Maybe next year is a good time to look at the Exsultet. New words and all for 2012, so either way we’ll need to change up what we’ve got.
I found myself filled with a sense of gratitude during the Vigil, especially as the Liturgy of the Word continued on. About half the pews emptied for the liturgy of baptism–that was nearly as moving as the flawless effort by two young men coordinating the Vigil. That’s been my role for the past decade. No doubt I’ll stay off that role next year and thereafter. I may know the Vigil better than anyone in the parish, but attention to detail is not my thing. We were working on the new Paschal candle in the basement Saturday morning, getting a good fitting for the stand. It wasn’t until 8:50 that night that I realized it was still in the storeroom–when it was nowhere to be found in the sacristy.
Any good Triduum stories from your weekend?