Showing posts with label Institute of Christ the King. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Institute of Christ the King. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

ICKSP makes first pilgrimage to Good Help Shrine

As Cardinal Raymond Burke and the Institute in Europe were making their annual pilgrimage of vocations to the Basilica of St. Therese in Lisieux, France, on October 15, the canons and faithful of the Institute in the American Midwest made their first pilgrimage to the Shrine of Our Lady of Good Help in Robinsonville, near Green Bay, Wisconsin.

The apparition of Our Lady to Adele Brise on October 9, 1859, is the first Marian apparition in the United States to receive diocesan approval. It followed close upon the dedication of the United States to the Immaculate Conception in 1847, the proclamation of that dogma in 1854, and the Marian apparitions at Lourdes in 1858. The Queen of Heaven asked Sister Adele to pray and offer sacrifices for the conversion of sinners and to teach the catechism to the children of the region. Our Lady promised her help in this mission. Now more than ever, we should not hesitate to fly to Our Lady of Good Help to beg her assistance in educating the youth and building a true Catholic culture.
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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Thoughts from Green Bay area Catholic on first Tradtional Mass experience

Today I attended the Extraordinary Form of the Roman Rite for the very first time. I'd wanted to go for a while, and never managed it. Luckily, however, the Institute of Christ the King, Sovereign Priest has an oratory site in Green Bay and celebrates both High and Low Masses every single Sunday. Mindy, Jason, and I went along, and I'm still processing, but I have some observations:

Having been interested in Latin Mass for some time, I've done my research, so I knew a bit what to expect and felt comfortable most of the time. I didn't have a missal with all the prayers, but I had my Handbook which contains the text of the Ordinary Form in both Latin and English as well as collects and Prefaces for each Sunday, so followed along as best I could. I didn't find it daunting to not know exactly what the priest and altar boys were saying. I knew the basics, and that was enough to foster an atmosphere of prayer.

I loved loved loved that the people there were really dressed in their Sunday Best. Many men wore suits. Most wore, at the very least, nice shirts and ties. Women were all in skirts and dresses of modest length (ie, knee-length or longer). Shoulders were covered. No tank tops, shorts, jeans, stiletto heels. Even little children were in "nicer" clothes.
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