WELL, what BY . ts the MASS? DANIEL A . LORD, S . J . THE QUEEN'S WORK 3742 West Pine Boulevard ST. LOUIS, MO . Imprimi potest: Peter Brooks, S. J. Praep. Provo Missourianae Nihil Obstat: Imprimatur: F. J. Holweck Censor Librorum + Joannes J. Glennon Archiepiscopns Sti. Ludovici Sti. Ludovici, die 9 Maii, 1938 Second edition, February, 1939 ANY FINANCIAL PROFIT made by the Central Office of th e Sodality will be used for the advancement of the Sodality movement and the cause of Catholic Action. Deacidi1ie Copyright, 1938 THE QUEEN'S WORK, Inc. Well, What Is the Mass? I T TOOK the two of them almost ten minutes to get from their pew in the side aisle back to the little village rectory. And it was a matter of only a few hundred feet. "Weren't you lucky to have that sprained ankle as an alibi?" whispered Helen Webb as she helped Ford Osborne through the dusk of the wintry morning toward the open door at the b ack of the church. "You could remain seated during the entire time; your bum foot was a good excuse." Ford Osborne, leaning heavily on her arm to prevent all possible strain on his ankle, grinned happily. "Always wear a sprained ankle when you're going to a Catholic church," he whis- pered, "and you're excused for not doing what the rest of the folk there do ." "I felt like a fool," Helen said, guiding him round a thick gothic column. "Did you understand anything of what Fathe r Hall was doing?" "Not a doggone thing. I thought his clothes were good-looking, but emphatically out of date. The Latin went right over my head, even when I could hear it - which wasn't often. And most of the time he seemed to be puttering around and mum- bling into his. beard." -3- "He hasn't got a bear d to mumble into," Helen rebuked him, sternly, "and I'm sure he wasn't puttering." "Looked like puttering to me." Lakeside in Winter They were now in the crisp open air. The little town of Lakeside was still in the happy enchantment of winter, and duos and trios and groups carrying skis under arms or over shoulders, and cars with skis stick- ing out of open windows were moving to- ward the hills. Ford Osborne looked down dolefully at his ankle. "And to think that three days ago I was as light and free as any of them!" "As a skier, my lad," his heartless com- panion announced, "all you need is skill, endurance, and about three years' prac- tice." "You're no floating snowflake yourself," he answered, brutally. "Careful," she warned, pulling her arm away. "One more crack, and you'll have to walk without your living crutch." "Come back," he pleaded. "I'll keep the cracks until I'm able to navigate alone." And as they were moving with proces- sional slown ess across the snow-covered lawn to the rectory, Father Hall opened the door and shouted encouragement. Skiing Is King Lakeside had boomed since skiing had come into fashion. Once on a time it had been a summer resort only, and from mid -4- September to late May Father Hall had lived the delightful life of a literary hermit. But the advent of skiing and the introduc- tion of winter holidays had cut short his privacy; Lakeside was overrun with sports- men and sportswomen - among them his young pagan friends, Helen Webb and Ford Osborne. They had arrived a week before. Three days after their arrival Ford had dis- covered that. even a rapidly moving ski won't go through a hidden stump; and while Helen continued to indulge in the winter sports, Ford , sat in an easy chair and groaned. Hence Father Hall's invitation to the two to take breakfast with him; hence their ready acceptance; hence the arrival at the appointed time-to find that because of an unexpected early-morning sick call Father Hall had been obliged to postpone his Mass; hence the presence of Helen and Ford at Mass; hence the painful trek from the little church under the now bare, snow-encased trees to the little rectory, where breakfast and Father Hall's ancient but kindly and reliable housekeeper were waiting for them. Breakfast Ho! They installed Ford in an easy chair that had been rolled up to the breakfast table. Father Hall said grace rapidly, and the two ducked t heir heads in what they considered the approved fashion. Platters of sausage and scrapple and buckwheat cakes ap' peared. "A farm-hand breakfast," said Father Hall, -5- cheerfully, piling the food on their plates. For himself he took only one cake and a single link of home-made sausage. Maple syrup flowed from the jug in a golden-brown stream. And the two young people applied their hearty appetites to the work of destruction. "Ankle better this morning?" asked the priest. "Oh-practically well. I'll be doing the big apple by tomorrow evening." Clearly Ford's optimistic spirits had been enldn- dIed by the breakfast before him. "Imagine," scoffed Helen, "a big six- footer like that getting tossed into the air by a two-foot stump!" "Yeh? Well, if I had the grip that stump had--" "Father, you should have seen that lad fly through the air with the greatest of ease. Talk about the man on the flying--" "Let's talk about something agreeable, something that will present me more pleas- antly," broke in the victim, with a groan. He forked half a sausage and mopped it around in maple syrup. "Tell the good father, my fine lassie, that I'm expecting to collaborate on a play with George Kauf- man." "Oh yes, father. George Kaufman read Ford's play, and he said he liked ' the title. That's the collaboration: title by Ford Os- borne; play by George Kaufman." Father Hall smiled and thought that per- haps he should change the conversation. -6- Regrets Then recalling that he had kept his two young friends waiting, he cut in with be- lated regrets. "Sorry I had to keep you waiting so long for breakfast. You were nice, though, to stop in for my Mass." "Quite all right, father," said Ford, real- izing that the extra half hour made this delectable breakfast just that much more delectable. "And I was interested in your Mass," said Helen. "Were you?" The priest was pleased but a little skeptical. People, he found as a rule, were simply stumped by Mass th e first time they attended it. But Helen was frank, and she admitted what father suspected had been the case. "Interested, father, but, I must confess, completely baffled. The only appreciation Ford got out of it was your clothes - he thought they were very good-looking." What Did It Mean? "Stunning," said the young man, "simply stunning. I feel very sorry for the Protes- tant minister who has only shiny broadcloth to offer in competition with a priest's clothes - like those you wore." "The vestments?" Father Hall smiled. "They are beautiful, aren't they? I guess priests are the only men in the world who wear good-looking clothes any more." "I suppose," murmured Helen, "they mean -7- something. But it all sounded so unintelli- gible. Ford said the Latin went right over his head--" "Not a bad place to go. Right over his head and up to heaven, I hope," said the priest, softly. "And he even said that you seemed to be doing a lot of - Was fumbling the word, Ford ?" Helen was being cruel. She knew she was putting her fiance on the spot. "Aw, Helen!" he protested. "What I meant, father, was that so much of the time I couldn't get the point of what you were doing." "It all seemed ... " "Pointless?" suggested the priest. Pointless They breathed a sigh of relief. Pointless was exactly the word; they nodded in rapid agreement. "What's more," said Ford, "Helen and I happen to go around with quite a number of Catholics. They dragged us to Mass one Sunday morning after an all-night party. And when I demanded to know what it was all about, could they explain it? They could not. They mumbled vaguely about the Last Supper and the unbloody-yes, that was the word; I thought it a little shocking, like un- damn, or doggone in reverse English-sacri- fice of Calvary." "I remember. They sounded as if they didn't want to explain," supplemented Helen. "So we just let the whole thing drop." -8- Mental Apology Father Hall made mental apology for the Catholic who has a chance to explain his religion and muffs that chance by reciting formulas and then quickly changing the subject. "Yes," he said, "I can imagine that they didn't give you much satisfaction . ... " "Honestly," said Helen, "I was convinced they themselves didn't know what the Mass was all about." "I'm sure Phil Carney didn't. He slept through the whole thing." Again Father Hall mentally apologized for the scandal that is too often given by in- different and lazy Catholics. Aloud he said: "A good many Catholics couldn't give a first-rate explanation, I'm afraid-any more than most Americans could explain very clearly how a radio actually works. They use the radio, but they don't understand it any too well. "But this much is worthy of note: Cath- olics, even when they are not too well- informed about the details, realize that in the Mass they have something tremendously important. That is why Catholics have always fought so hard against those who have tried to take the Mass away from them. The history of the Protestant refor- mation is largely a story of the new reli- gion's efforts to destroy the Mass and the Catholic's efforts and determination to save the Mass. We like to say, 'It's the Mass that matters,' and, believing it, we struggle -9- with all our force-and always have strug- gled-to keep in the world the Mass that matters." Nothing Like It? Ford took a hot cake from the plate that had just been borne triumphantly from the kitchen. Then on second thought he took two. "Delicious," he said, by way of unneces- sary apology; and then turning again to the conversation, "I'll say this much for the Mass: It's unlike anything else the world has ever seen." Father Hall leaned back in his chair and pulled out his pipe and tobacco pouch. His coffee cup steamed with fresh, black coffee. His own slight breakfast was completed. He looked at his two young friends affec- tionately. Strange! he thought. The Mass has been going on for nineteen hundred years; it continues to be said in every civi- lized and barbarous country in the world; it is being offered in a hundred churches in every large city; and it is still such a com- plete mystery to the majority of men. "The sacred mysteries . . . " his mind played with the phrase which the early Christians had applied to the Mass. Myste- ries they were; mysteries they remained. And he smiled inwardly as he recalled the story of the early Romans: how, becoming confused about the whole idea, the early Romans had wondered whether the Chris- tians weren't really sacrificing human be- ings when they gathered for their Mass in the catacombs. -10- Entirely Wrong "Yes," Ford repeated, considering that the sentence admirably express~d his case, "the Mass is unlike anything else the world has ever seen." That was sufficiently vague, he thought, triumphantly. Father Hall could take it as a compliment if he wished. Father Hall took it as something else-a point of departure and a sign of contra- diction. "Oddly enough that's where you are entirely wrong. The Mass is not unlike any- thing else the world has ever seen; it is exactly like that most solemn act that was performed by the best-known personality t hat the world has ever seen." "Christ?" suggested Helen. "Correct," agreed the priest. "And Christ led up to that particularly solemn and sig- nificant act by a special series of miracles. It is interesting to see how Christ the teacher prepared the way for the actions of Christ the priest. You recall that one of His first acts was to turn water into wine." "I always considered it such a charming miracle," said Helen. "And so thoughtful. Ima gine that poor wedding couple's embar- rassment if they'd run out of wine." "And in the desert Christ performed an- -other charming miracle," continued Father Hall. "He multiplied the bread, turning fiv e loaves into enough to feed five thousand people." "I'm sure," said Ford, with an attempt at -11- elaborate compliment, "that it was hospi- tality like that that set the standard for the hospitality of His followers. Maybe that explains our host and his gracious hospi- tality at breakfast." Things More Precious "It explains," said Father Hall, "the fact that Christ was getting ready for something far more important. He changed water into wine to prepare the minds of His followers for the act by which He was to change wine into something vastly more precious. He multiplied bread, showing His power over it, in anticipation of the day when he would multiply bread without limit, supersubstan- Hal bread that was to feed all the faithful. "Then He promised the people that He would give them bread from heaven. He was promising to fulfill all the figures of the old law. The Jews had had manna, bread from heaven. Christ was going to give them the fulfillment of that bread of the Old Law, only it was to be a far more pre- cious bread than the bread their fathers ate in the desert. For their fathers 'ate manna in the desert and were dead'." He paused. Helen looked puzzled. She really was interested, and her inquiring mind was annoyed by things that she did not understand. And this puzzling Mass ... "But what was the solemn action that was like the Mass?" she asked. "Obviously the Last Supper." "Oh!" said Ford, largely. "Da Vinci's pic- ture immortalized that." -12- "Not nearly so much," replied Father nall, smiling, "as does the Mass." He lit the pipe which he had been filling and tamping mechanically. "If you remember at all the account of the Last Supper ..... "Rather vaguely," murmured Ford. "It was a series of actions," continued Father Hall, "some of them preliminary, some of them essential to the supper, some of them following the supper. The essential actions were few. First of all the supper itself was the famous Jewish Paschal sup- per, during which the head of the family offered the Paschal lamb to God; and then the whole family partook of this lamb to- gether with the unleavened bread and the wine. Christ of course could not have cho- sen a more suitable time to do what He was going to do. John the Baptist-surely you rem em ber the incident-had called Him the Lamb of God. Christ and His disciples had just offered the sacrifice of the Paschal l amb, and they had eaten it down to the last slivers. Now that the symbolic rite was fin- ished, Christ was going to give them Him- self, the true Lamb of God. "So He performed a series of simple actions. To His Father He offered bread and wine. He consecrated the bread and the wine with the clearest possible words. Over the bread He said, simply: 'This is my body.' Over the wine He said, 'This is my blood.' And then He gave Himself, the true Lamb of God, who at · noon of the next d a y would be offered up on the altar of the cross, to His disciples in Holy Communion. -13- Three Simple Parts "In other words Christ made the offertory of the bread and wine; He made the conse- cration of the bread and the wine into His body and blood; He gave Himself to His friends in Holy Communion_ " And whether the Mass is merely the simple requiem Mass, which is the shortest Mass, or whether it is the elaborate pontifi- cal high Mass, which lasts for ' an hour or more, the Catholic knows that the abso- lute essentials of the Mass are the offering of the bread and the wine, the consecration of the bread and the wine into Christ's body and blood , and the communion. What Christ did at the Last Supper, the priest iIl).itates and repeats in each Mass." Ford Osborne, listening to and looking at Father Hall, felt like a man tricked. His eyes flashed indignantly. He honestly be- lieved that the smart priest was putting one over on him. And knowing that the priest liked honest objections, he shot out his rebuttal with energy. "Wait a Minute!" "Hey, wait a minute! A simple man-and Christ was certainly a simple man-sits down to a simple dinner; He performs a series of very simple actions with bread and wine. And you're telling me that the total of these simple actions is the same as the elaborate thing that I s!lw you perform this morning? the same as the still more elaborate thing I saw performed by a bishop and three priests and a church full -14- of altar boys the time I covered the Cath- olic mayor's funeral for the Times? Excuse me, father, if I say 'no savvy'." Father Hall laughed, as he always laughed when his friends made a good point or left him a wide opening. He could see their difficulty, and out of the corner of his eye he saw Helen vigorously encourag- ing her belligerent young associate. And even though Father Hall knew that this was a stock difficulty, he was glad to have it brought out. Essential and Added "Don't get mixed up," he said. "Don't confuse the things which are essential to the Mass with the things which the Church has added because she wanted the Mass to be as beautiful and as solemn as po·ssible. "And the essentials? The offertory of bread and wine, the consecration of the bread and wine into Our Lord's body and blood, and the communion." "Well!" exclaimed Ford, triumphantly, "why don't you have just that?" "Sometimes we do. Recently a Catholic priest went in disguise into Russia. He said Mass in just that way: He was dressed in . ordinary clothes; he stood at an ordinary table; he offered up bread and wine; he con- secrated the bread and the wine immedi- ately; and he consumed the bread and the wine in communion. That was a complete Mass. Perhaps if you had seen it, you would have said at once, 'Why that's ex- actly like the Last Supper.' But--" -15- "Yes; that's what interests me," inter- rupted Ford. "Why, oh why, the but?" "For several reasons. If you'll read St: John's account of the Last Supper, you'll find that the three essentials-the offertory, the consecration, and the communion-are all there; but you'll find in addition that Christ Himself surrounded that supper with a number of things. He preceded the sup- per with a profound act of humility. He carefully washed Himself, and then He washed the feet of His disciples. He prayed at great length. In a great act of divine prayer He seemed to look over the whole world. He talked to His disciples about God and about their own destiny. The essentials of the Last Supper were made part of an elaborate prayer and ser- mon and act of service and of worship. Lovely Setting "So in the course of the centuries the Church has placed the three jewel-like essentials of the Last Supper-which are the three essentials of the Mass-in a set- ting that portrays the setting with which Christ on Holy Thursday surrounded them. The priest begins the Mass with an act of humiliation, confessing his sins at the foot . of the altar. Like Christ, the priest washes his hands. Like Christ, he prays, and those prayers are marvelously inclusive prayers that sweep out over the whole world. Like Christ, he uses this occasion for a series of instructions: By the reading of parts of the Old Testament, the priest calls upon the -16- ancient Jewish prophets and teachers; by the reading of sections of the Gospels, h~ asks the Evangelists to speak to him; he reads portions of the epistles of Peter and of Paul and of those others who were clos~ to Christ. The Old Law and the New Law are brought together in the Mass, and all the world participates in the prayers that the priest offers. Christ set the example which the priest follows. "Beyond that however the Church real- ized that in the Mass she possessed some- thing so precious that it deserves being sur.! rounded with all possible beauty. Mass said by an army chaplain in the mud of a trench with an altar improvised from boxes of canned goods, a Mass said perhaps hur- riedly in anticipation of an attack from the enemy is Mass quite as much as is the Mass said by a bishop in the magnificent Notre Dame of Chartres. But wherever and when- ever it is possible to do so, the Church wants to surround the glorious Last Supper with every conceivable beauty. Necessary? Certainly not. Natural? Well I hope so. Calling All Art "So the Church summons all the re- sources of art. She asks great musicians to write and to play and to sing for the Mass. She makes use of the beauty of cos- tume; and in the vestments that you ad- mired this morning is not merely refinement of line but historic association which runs through twenty centuries of Christian tra- dition. From the Old Law the Church bor- -17- rows the ancient custom of the burning ot incense. Out of the catacombs she brings the candles. To assist the priest who is offering the Mass, she appoints deacon and subdeacon and a retinue of attendants, each having a special function that blends into the making of what has been frequently called the world's most beautiful and digni- fied dance. The Mass could be as simple as the offering of bread and wine. In essence the Mass will always be just that simple. But when men love or prize something dearly, they want to surround it with beauty and solemnity and grace and the finest tributes of the arts." "Not the Simple Christ" Ford Osborne's lip wa,.'! curling percepti- bly. Out of his wide reading rose echoes of the sneers of those who have taunted the Church for the beauty of her ritual. And their taunts seemed most plausible to him. "I wonder," he said - and he could not quite keep the sarcasm out of his voice- "what the simple Christ would have thought of all that. It seems to me that the carpen- ter of Nazareth would have felt rather out of place in such elaborate surro~ndings." Father Hall didn't resent the scarcely- disguised sneer. It did not even surprise him. What always did surprise him was the obtuseness of human beings who did not want to understand; and he knew that Ford was steeped in the writings of men who had this very unwillingness to see and ap· preciate. -18- Why Not He?> "I think," said Father Hall, "that Christ would have understood it-just as He under- stood the impulse that seized the people on that first Palm Sunday. You remember that, don't you? They pulled down palm branches. They threw their cloaks in His path. They shouted and cried ·out and sang His praise. He acceptea it all quietly and gratefully, loving the enthusiasm that in- spired their demonstration. And then the Pharisees came running up, ordering Him to stop the nonsense. You recall that He didn't stop the 'nonsense.' He understood and sided entirely with the people's desire to show Him in every possible way their loyalty and love. "We don't associate Christ the carpenter with rich perfumes either. But when the man who was later to. betray Him demanded that He rebuke Mary Magdalen because sh.e poured perfume on His feet, Christ rebuked the future traitor and praised the woman. "In fact I'm very sure that Christ fully understands that when human beings love anything deeply they want to fuss over it. And if they hold something precious, they want to encrust it with gold and diamonds; they want to house it in marble and bronze; they want to surround it with the finest products of their art. Like Lincoln "Not long ago I stopped to look at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington. You've seen it of course-that magnificent Grecian -19- temple in the center of which is a glorious marble statue of Lincoln, a tremendous lagoon before him ·and gardens and shrub- beryall around him. You might be justified in wondering how Lincoln the railsplitter would feel in a Greek temple. But on the basis of what I've read about Lincoln, I'd say that he would be deeply touched. It's true that for himself he chose simplicity; but he would be happy-and deep in his heart he would be proud-that his fellow citizens loved him with such gratitude that they built this magnificent monument to his memory and enshrined him there be- cause they regarded him as someone very dear and precious, someone to be venerated. "And I know that Christ is at least as understanding as Lincoln was. Don't you agree?" Ford Thinks A pot of fresh coffee had magically ap- peared from the kitchen. Contrary to his usual custom, Ford poured a third cup for himself. At a suggesting gesture from Father Hall, he added a little hot coffee to Helen's cooling coffee. He lit Helen's ciga- rette and his own and then, abstractedly holding the handle 'of his cup, moved the cup slowly round and round in the saucer. He was beginning to see the reasonableness of what Father Hall was saying. Now, with his fine visual memory that was one of his outstanding. endowments, he could recall the "essentials." From out of so much that he had not understood he could remember the priest offering bread and offering wine -20- with a solemnity and a holiness that were unmistakable. He could remember too the priest consuming the bread and the wine and then giving the bread to those who knelt at the altar rail. Yes; the essentials of the Last Supper were clearly there. And it was entirely natural to surround these essentials with actions that imitated the actions of Christ at the last Last Supper and that added beauty to the ceremony. Chalice of Antioch His mind suddenly flashed back to the famous chalice of Antioch, which he had seen at the Chicago Century of Progress Exposition. He recalled how the guide had explained the cup. It was supposed to be the original chalice, which Christ and His disciples had used at the Last Supper. The chalice itself, the guide explained, was a very simple thing of crystal. But because men had considered it to be so precious, they had clothed it with the magnificent outer cup which was now its elaborate shell-precious metal which the finest metal craftsmen had skillfully hammered into a thing of exquisite beauty and ·symbolism. At the heart of this glorious piece of art the original cup still remained, simple and plain and fresh from the hands of the Savior. But because that simple thing was so precious, those who loved it and cher· ished it had surrounded it with precious metal and the loveliness of art and sym· bolism. -21- At the core of the Mass - the simple actions with bread and wine, actions first performed by the hands of Christ . . . Around the core - the beauty of art and ritual, of golden chalice and elaborate vest- ments, beauty placed there by the men who had so loved the core, the simple actions that they had enshrined those actions in what they regarded as most beautiful, most significant of their love and of their rev- erence ... . But Still- Ford shook himself suddenly. Almost, he thought, suddenly cynical, he was becoming an apologist for the Catholic Church. And then with a second stab of cynicism he wondered how it happened that one could so easily become an apologist for the Cath- olic Church. Was it that the Church had more reasonableness on her side than he and his fellows dreamed? Almost angrily he threw off this yielding mood. He frankly resented it. Most of all he resented the fact that he was finding himself on the side of the priest. So to recall his antagonism, he picked the other phrase that had been tossed him by his not-too-intelligimt Catholic friends. "Just what's this about the unbloody sacrifice of Calvary?" he demanded, and he followed his query with a generous sip of the strong coffee. Helen watched him with apperceptive eyes. She knew he was im- pressed by what Father Hall had said. And she knew that he was fighting against be- ing impressed. -22- ·'The· unbloody sacrifice ... " echoed the priest. "That's been a stumbling block to many people. But really it's not too diffi- cult, and essentially it's very beautiful." "Unbloody? Bloody?" Ford deliberately pretended to shudder. "Beautiful? I doubt it." Sacrifice Is a Gift Father Hall was shrewd enough to know that when people begin to fight most viciously they may be closest to conviction. So he felt no resentment at this apparent rudeness. "It's all rather easily understood once you get clearly the idea of sacrifice," Father Hall explained. "A sacrifice is sim- ply a gift that is offered as completely as possible to someone-in the strict sense, to God. But I can make sacrifices for others than God. A man sacrifices his life for his country when he fights and dIes in the cause of that country's safety. Or he may sacrifice his fortune, as many patriots do in time of war. A lover makes sacrifices for the girl he loves. Let's say he is none too well off financially. He 'sacrifices,' let's say, his lunches, in order that he may . have enough money on Saturday night to give his girl an orchid or a large and ex- pensive box of French candy. And he is very proud of the fact that he 'gave up smoking' in order to buy his sweetheart a really fine engagement ring. "In the one case the patriot gives-or sacrifices-his life or his fortune for his country-in fact to his country. In the other -2:l- case the lover gives the girl candy, flowers, a ring; and what he gives becomes precious because it has cost him a sacrifice-it has cost him the renunciation of something he liked and wanted for himself. And to God "Now the briefest possible explanation is this: Man has always wanted to give God something worthy of Him. We believers have always realized that God has been wonderfully good to us. We have always known that we owed Him a great deal. What's more, we hav:e loved Him as our Father, our Savior, our greatest benefactor, and our dearest friend. Hence in all times and in all races and in every form of reli- gion men have given ' something to God · And the gift was valuable if it was a sacri- fice-that is, if it cost the giver something and if it was something that the giver him- self liked and enjoyed and wanted for him- self. "So men gave God the first lamb of their flock. Or they gave Him wine that they poured out at the banquet. Or, if they were pagans, they flung a ring into the sea. To make it impossible for them to take that gift back, they completely destroyed it. That complete destruction you've heard about under the name holocaust, the 'com- plete destruction, entire burning.' Power Over Life "Beyond that however the idea of sacrifice has always in true religion been connected with God's exclusive power over human life. -24- God gave human life. God alone has the right to take human life. God is the supreme master of human destiny, and human be· ings have always wanted to acknowledge that fact. "That is why in most sacrifices connected with religion there has always been the destruction of life: The lamb was killed; the ox's throat was slit; the fruits of the field were burned. And by the destruction of these things men as much as said to God: 'God, you alone are the master of life. We offer you this life as an acknowl- edgment of the fact that you alone give and you alone can take back our lives and the lives of our fellow men.' "Now one last point. Society has always felt that a criminal who is guilty of a cap· ital crime can offer society full reparation for his crime only by the sacrifice of his life. He must die to expiate his offense. What Worthy? "Now man had never possessed anything that was really worthy to be offered as a gift to God. When he gave God a lamb or a ring or flowers or the first fruits of the fields, he realized that what he gave was pitifully small and inadequate. He longed (and the greater the saint, the greater was his longing) for a gift that would be truly worthy of the gracious God, who had poured out His benefits upon the world. "Christ d,ied upon the cross. As He died, He offered Himself in sacrifice to His Father. He poured out His blood, as a -25- patriot might pour out his blood for his country. He took the place of us, the sin- ners, and through the sacrifice of His life He atoned for our crimes. He, the eldest brother, guiltless, took the place of us, His younger, guilty brothers and sisters. And that sacrifice of His is what we Christians call the bloody sacrifice of the cross. I'm explaining it very briefly because just now I want to show the connection of this sac- rifice with the Mass." Sacrifice Goes On Osborne nodded. He had heard the ex- planation of the sacrifice of Christ upon the cross, and while he did not pretend to accept it, he saw at least something of its meaning and the part it played in the Christian concept of sin and atonement and an adequate gift by man to God. The priest continued. " Now Christ died only once. But He knew that in the heart of man there would always be the desire to give something worthy to God. Christ realized that sacri- fices must go on." "Just a minute," said Osborne, lifting a warning finger . "I think I've got you cor- n er ed.Forgive the devil for quoting Scrip- ture, but didn't the prophet, clearly speak- ing of Christ, say, 'Sacrifices and oblations thou didst not desire'?" Osborne leaned back, trying to hide his smug sa tisfaction. It wasn't . often, he thought, with a side glance at Helen, that a pagan was able to knock down a priest -26- with a quotation from the priest's own holy book. "Go on," said the priest. "Go on what?" demanded Osborne. "You didn't finish that quotation. Sacri· fices and oblations thou didst not desire. . . . Then saId I . . . '" Osborne fiushed. The rhythm of a phrase recurred in his brain, but the words wouldn't come to his tongue. "I'm stuck," he said, looking a little flus- teredo Christ Came "'Sacrifices and oblations thou didst not desire. . . . Then said I: Behold I come.' That's precisely the point. Because the sac- rifices and oblations of the Old Law were inadequate, the New Law was to provide an adequate sacrifice, which was to be Christ Himself. Christ was to be that real sacri- fice. That's why John the Baptist called Him the Lamb of God. That's why St. Paul spoke of Him as the high priest and the sacrifice. And that's why ... " Father Hall paused. "Really the connection between the sacri- fice of the cross and the Sacrifice of the Mass is not too difficult to see," he contin- ued. "In fact it's inevitably, highly logical. Listening?" Helen was sufficiently interested to dare to be flippant. "Just because we're both looking into our coffee cups is no indication that we're crystal gazing," she answered. -27- "Fine!" said the priest. "The connec- tion--" "Just a minute," interrupted Ford. "You left a 'that's why' unfinished." Forever "So I did," agreed the priest. "Sorry. What I started to say was: That's why the prophets said of Christ that He would be a priest according to the order of Melchis- edech. Melchisedech offered up bread and wine. That was his particular gift or sac- rifice to God. You'll find that mentioned in the account of Abraham's visit to Melchise- dech, recorded in the book of Genesis. That's why the prophets also said that from the rising of the sun to the going down thereof and among the Gentiles there would be offered up a clean sacrifice. "The Mass is the offering of bread and wine. Christ did this at the Last Supper. He ordered His disciples to do it . . . the true priesthood of Melchisedech. 'And from the rising of the sun to the going down thereof. The Endless Sacrifice Helen's eyes sparkled. She saw the point a nd caught it quickly. " I s ee," she cried. "If there is any such sacrifice being offered, it is certainly the Mass." "Why?" demanded the priest. "Well . . . well ... well it must be the Mass ; there is no other sacrifice that is - 28- offered from the rising of the sun to the setting, is there?" She put it a little diffi- dently, but she felt that there was logic in what she said. The priest nodded. "It's just that either the prophet fore- saw the Mass being always offered as a clean, unbloody sacrifice, or the prophet saw something that is not happening and that never has happened." Essentially the Same Father Hall knocked the cold ashes out of his pipe and onto the plate. He knew that Ford was formulating an objection, and he wanted to give him time. Ford was formulating an objection, and in a moment he fired it with a pointed finger. "And you mean then that Catholics thlnk the Last Supper and Calvary and the Mass are essentially one and the same thing?" The priest nodded. Ford bad all he could do to keep from snorting loudly. The idea seemed utterly, preposterously ridiculous. "So a man who dies on a cross, and a man who offers up bread and wine at a dinner table, and a priest who goes through some imitative gestures at an altar, all do essentially the same thing? You ask me to believe that?" "Rather startling perhaps, but I do." "It's a large order," said Helen, quietly. "Not if you recall that a sacrifice is a gift-and realize that the same gift can be -29- given in various ways. A king can be crowned at the close of a battle, with all the dead lying around him, as William the Conqueror was crowned. He can be crowned while he is sitting on soft cushions and surrounded by his well-dressed and well-fed courtiers. The gift of the crown is essen- tially the same in each case." "But in this case . . ." Ford's voice tapered off. It was too much to believe Let's See "Let's see what we have in this case. The essence of the sacrifice of the cross is Christ's offering of Himself to His heav- enly 'Father; Christ is substituting for us. There's God the Father; there's God the Son. And God the Son as the priest offers Himself to His Father, and He is accepted. The manner of this offering is bloody, for the blood of Christ is separated from His body, and His life is destroyed. Not only is the gift of the Son offered to the Father, but the life of the Son is destroyed, and thus God's dominion over life is acknowl- edged. With the death of Christ, man's noblest representative, the crimes of guilty man are expiated. Clear?" "Well," said Osborne, slowly. "Go on," said Helen, insistently. "You see, this sacrifice of the cross is the he!J,rt of Christian teaching. Ail orthodox Christians, whether they are Catholic or Protestant, accept it. It's so unmistakably written into the Gospels and the epistles that he who does not accept it is not a Christian." -30- "I understand," said Helen. Osborne nodded. "Go on." The Same Gift "Now the essential of this sacrifice is the gift. Christ made of Himself a gift to His heavenly Father. And Christ did precisely that at ' the Last Supper. He offered up bread and wine. But He immediately con- secrated the bread into His body and the wine into His blood. There on the table before Him was a gift worthy of God the Father; the Father was offered the gift of His divine Son's body and blood. Christ then turned to His disciples and issued His famous command: 'Do this in commemora- tion of me.' What He had done, the sacri- fice that He had instituted, they were to continue to do. They were to repeat over and over again His Last , Supper. "This His followers did, only they called it the Mass, simply because it was a con- venient short name. "Now what was the Last Supper and what was , and is, the Mass? The offering of a preciol:ls gift to God, the offering of the body and blood of His divine Son. Sacrificial Words "We can't possibly go into all this now, but it is worth noting that all the words Christ used during the course of the Last Supper were sacrificial words: 'This is my body, which shall be given for you. . . . This is my blood, which shall be shed for you unto tlle remission of sins.' -31- "But here is what has always seemed to me to be the most interesting: Christ's death on the cross was so complete a sacri- fice that the last drop of His blood was spilled from His dead body. It was a sacri- fice in which body and blood were sepa- rated; the last drop of His blood was shed when the centurion pierced His Sacred Heart. "Now note. At the Last Supper Christ did not take the bread and the wine at the same time and say over both together: 'This is my body and blood.' No; first He took the bread and said: 'This is my body.' There was a pause; then He took the wine and said, 'This is my blood.' At that Last Sup- per there was a mystical separation of His body and blood. It was as if the body had been brought into existence first, and then had come the blood in a separate conse- cration. Mystically separated, Christ pre- sented to us a picture of the separation of His body and blood on Calvary. That's why we Catholics say that the Sacrifice of the Mass is performed by the mystic knife of the words of consecration. Resume "Now to give the briefest resume: "On the cross Christ the priest offered sacrifice to His Father. "In the Last Supper Christ the priest offered sacrifice to His Father. "On the cross Christ was the victim offered up; His body was broken a nd His blood was shed. -32- "In the Last Supper Christ was the victim offered up; the bread became His body; and the wine became His blood, which was mystically separated from His body. "In each case the priest Christ offered Himself to His heavenly Father in repara- tion for your sins and mine; He offered Himself in order to bring down grace and blessing upon the whole world." But the Human Priest Again 'Father Hall paused. And again Ford spoke. "All right that far. But in the Mass it's a man that's doing the offering, a human priest ... and bread and wine ... " Father Hall looked down at the coals of tobacco that glowed in the bowl of his pipe. "You would probably be surprised," he said, "if · you knew how humble that man feels when he stands at the altar. He is quite sure that of himself he is absolutely unworthy of the tremendous responsibility that is his. Certainly he has no personal right to offer sacrifice to God. More than that: He knows very clearly that in the Mass, as on the cross and at the Last Supper, Christ is the high priest. He knows too that in the Mass, as on the cross and at the table of the Cenacle, it is Christ who offers Himself to His heavenly Father. He knows that in the Mass that he is say- . ing it is Christ who is the victim and the priest. "But Christ clearly ordered that the sac- rifice be continued. He commanded His followers to do it in commemoration of -33- Him. So when the priest approaches the altar, he does so in all humility and with every possible sense of unworthiness. But he does it nonetheless, simply because Christ has ordered him to do so. And at that altar the priest, the quite unworthy representative of Christ, brings down the body and blood of the Savior. "At the moment of consecration the priest loses his personality entirely in the per- sonality of Christ, the real high priest, who is offering the sacrifice, and he says, not 'This is the body and blood of Christ,' but 'This is my body .... This is my blood.' It is almost as if the priest had ceased to exist and Christ were standing in his place. We Must Go On "Certainly we priests would be utterly unworthy of our blessed calling if we failed to continue to offer this glorious sac- rifice, Christ, to God the Father, if we ceased to carry out the command by which Christ ordered Calvary and the Last Sup- per continued for a memory of Him." He looked at his young friends and smiled a half-smile. "So you see, the Mass is really some- thing very precious and very important and yet really quite simple and intelligible. It's not a mummery, as the old-time Protestants called it. It's not a blasphemy. It's a sin- cere effort to carry out the command of Christ. . It's not a hodgepodge of sense- less gestures; it's the offering of the perfect gift to God the Father, the offering of the -34- bread and wine that have become the body and blood" of God's blessed Son." He paused again. Then, "That's all," he said. That's All? The three sat silent for a few minutes. Then Helen rose. Father Hall followed suit, and the two helped Ford to his feet. They all walked into the hall, Ford limping a little less painfully, Helen sharing with Father Hall the burden of wounded mascu· linity. They stood for a moment in the open doorway of the little rectory, the crisp cold air speeding up the blood in their faces. Winter vacationers were walking By, their skates or skis or bobsleds in tow. The three shook hands, and Helen and the limping Ford moved off toward the lit- tle boarding house where (father had as- sured them before their arrival) they had pleasant rooms, good food, and a vigilant maiden lady who answered for perfect chaperonage. Father Hall waved at them and then closed the door. "Well;" asked Helen, harking back to the breakfast-table conversation. "Well yourself," replied Ford, leaning heavily on her arm. "Funny," said Helen, wrinkling her nose, "to hear him end all that by simply say- ing, 'That's all'." 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