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Current Events, Perspective, PNCC,

Another closing, but what of their souls?

From the Times-Union: Faith tinged with anger: Parishioners mourn as two churches in Watervliet celebrate their final Masses

Nationality defined Immaculate Conception, too. The church traces its roots to 1908, when Bishop Thomas Burke granted the Polish immigrant community permission to organize a parish and worship in their native language [not true – Latin was standard].

Much of that world no longer exists, as Razzano pointed out during a walk around his old neighborhood: The Polish-owned White Eagle Bakery; the Morelli Brothers Italian specialty shop across from Mount Carmel; the toothbrush factory. Every one — and much more — is gone.

True.

But the church remained a spoke that connected families to each other and to their shared past, a connection you could feel Sunday in the sobs of a 15-year-old girl.

Also true —“ the center of communal life —“ who’d of thought —“ a church?

Emily McFeeters, seated in an oak pew between her mother and grandmother, dabbed her eyes before the 9 a.m. Mass began.

“I was supposed to get married here,” she said. “My kids were supposed to be baptized in this church. I’m the last generation. I know it’s a little ridiculous to cry. But it means a lot to me.”

Emily had her eye on the future, a future that included the Church, centered on Christ. Will she ‘adapt’ or will she be lost? May God have mercy on her and her family —“ I feel for them because I’ve experienced it.

When decisions like this are made (read imposed) apart from the people (all the people – not just appointed yes men and women) there are real casualties. I image that if they asked Emily she could have developed a hundred strategies that would have allowed the parish to remain active and open. That’s what those without stilted thinking do, they imagine solutions outside the ‘norm.’

Sure, big ‘C’ Church is more than the local parish, but the local parish is where the rubber hits the road. The local parish is the place where the realities of life are lived, the continuum of communion is realized.

The folks in Toledo, who finally came over to the PNCC, made a pilgrimage through three R.C. parishes, each closed in succession, before they saw the reality.

The reality is that the top down ‘pontifical’ culture of the R.C. Church has separated the shepherds from the flock. The bishop does not know this girl, her life, or her hopes. Maybe the local pastor did, but the pastor in the new and improved mega-church (one parish, three locations, yada, yada, yada) won’t be all that connected.

The reality is that R.C. clerical culture is undemocratic and distant. The R.C. Church in the United States has a culture predominantly developed under the heresy of Americanism which ingrained itself in a hierarchical structure that ‘knows what’s best for you.’ (Note: the wiki article only covers the surface elements of the problem; see The Phantom Heresy? by Aaron J. Massey for a fuller exposition —“ and notice the seeds of today’s Am-Church problems).

In an extensive article on the American Catholic Church, The American Catholic Church, Assessing the Past, Discerning the Future, Anthony Padovano* states:

The second letter, Testem Benevolentiae (1899) took direct aim at American Catholic culture…

The encyclical condemns … “Americanism,” a general tendency to suppose that the “Church in America” can be “different from” the rest of the world.

Cardinal James Gibbons objects to the encyclical in a sharp letter to the Pope on March 17, 1899.

If one looks carefully at the encyclical letter Testem Benevolentiae, the five criticisms of Leo XIII go to the heart of American culture. He dislikes, as we have noted: change, free speech, conscience, pragmatism and initiative.

The submissiveness De Tocqueville observed and the Roman critique of America advanced even further because of the massive influx of immigrants. The immigrants were less adept with the American system. They did not, for the most part, have English as a native language; as Catholics, they cared less about an active voice in governing their Church than in surviving. A ready group of bishops moved in a sternly conservative direction, with Roman support.

The Roman Phase [1850-1960] stresses submissiveness, the papal critique of America and service to the immigrant community. In fairness, it must be noted that many conservative and even repressive bishops organized assistance for Catholic immigrants that was often healing and life-saving. A great deal of social justice work was expended on behalf of vulnerable and frightened immigrants. But these bishops, in turn, and many priests, insisted on absolute power and total obedience. They were brilliant organizers but also men of narrow theological vision. They tended to be belligerent, more impressive in conflict than in their capacity to reconcile.

John Hughes, Archbishop of New York, is typical. He dismantles the trustee system in St. Patrick’s Cathedral, boasting, “I made war on the whole system.” He added that “Catholics did their duty when they obeyed their bishop.” Even more ominously, he warns: “I will suffer no man in my diocese that I cannot control.”

Rome kept up the pressure. In Vehementer Nos, Pius X writes: “the one duty of the multitude is to allow themselves to be led and, like a docile flock, to follow their pastors”

The problem is that the ‘Roman Phase’ never ended. The window dressing, a result of Vatican II, has changed, but the underlying model of pray, pay, and obey remains.

In addition to the above, the American R.C. Church was built on the leadership of many clergy, shipped to the United States, because they had —problems— at home. While the true malcontents and problems stood out, the recent scandals point out that a lot remained hidden and suppressed.

In International Priests: New Ministers in the Catholic Church in the United States by Dean R. Hoge and Aniedi Okure, O.P. synopsized in International Priests in American History the authors’ state:

European bishops sometimes viewed America as a kind of Australia for wayward priests, a dumping ground for clergy of the lowest quality.

These two issues have combined into a clerical culture, which at its heart, is control based and influenced by the dysfunctional.

The bottom line is that people will do one of two things, they will simply stop going to church, or they will trot over to the next nearest R.C. parish, but remain apart from the community (at least for a couple years). This is the expected and time tested response, closing protests in Boston being the anomaly.

The disaffected in Watervliet (especially the Poles) will head over to St. Michael’s in Cohoes. There they will await the next closing under an immigrant pastor from Poland who was quickly installed and promoted after ordination in the Albany Diocese (that raises questions in my mind —“ aren’t there more senior priests awaiting parishes, why the special treatment).

Of course they could all attend the nearest PNCC parish in Latham or Schenectady —“ but it is a swim few will make.

Perhaps they would if they understood that they actually do get a voice and a vote in the management of the parish, that no one will close their parish without each person’s input (that’s why you never hear protests when PNCC parishes merge or move —“ the people decide for themselves).

Perhaps they are not used to a pastor who knows them individually? Perhaps their faith is dependent upon the pope? Perhaps, being treated as human beings, with thoughts, opinions, ideas, and the Constitutionally protected right to express such is too foreign? Perhaps the mentality of pray, pay, and obey is too deeply ingrained? Perhaps it is easier to stay home on Sunday?

For whatever reason, it is just sad, and I pray for these people, for all the Emily McFeeters who’s walk down the aisle will be something other than expected. We are here for you, follow Jesus’ direction to ‘come and see.’

*The conclusions of Mr. Padano’s article are suspect and carry a certain political agenda, but he raises valid historical points.

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The priesthood, women, and a lost shepherd

Father Chandler Holder Jones at Philorthodox had a post on Roman Catholic Acceptance of ‘Womenpriests’.

Quite a few bloggers have been posting on this issue since the alleged ordination of a group of women outside Pittsburgh.

A caveat, Father Jones is a Continuing Anglican priest in the Episcopal Church so his post may be is colored by his watching experience of the headlong slide into wherever it is the Episcopalians are going.

What struck me about the post was not the issue itself, but the way the conclusion was drawn. The conclusion over-reached the facts as they were stated. This is one of the primary problems in the blogosphere. It is a problem I have – so this hits home with me.

On to dissecting the content:

The first issue that needs to be addressed on this whole woman as priests issue is the whole concept of the priesthood.

All sacraments require proper matter and form as well as a proper minister. It’s all very well and good that these women thought they were being made priests, but you can’t make a priest out of a material that cannot become a priest (i.e., a woman). It’s like trying to make the Precious Blood out of water. It’s kind of wet like wine, it goes in a chalice like wine, you can consume it like wine, but it is not wine… It cannot be made into the Precious Blood. The same for women, they are human beings like men, they can wear clerical garb like men, but they are not men… They cannot be made into priests. If there were a valid Bishop presiding at the ordination (I doubt it), in seventy-five layers of the most traditional vestments, the ordination would still be invalid. No Holy Spirit, nothing happening.

Calling oneself a priest, and actually being a priest, outside of the Faith and Tradition of the Church, are two different things.

OK, so these women aren’t priests, and any properly catechized Catholic would know that anyway (and as such making a big deal out of it is basically a lot of smoke and no fire – see the Young Fogey’s comment on the issue and on the posting).

The post goes on to infer that a Roman Catholic parish in the Diocese of St. Paul and Minneapolis is going to sponsor a ‘mass’ by one of these women. Thus the Roman Catholic stance against this sort of nonsense is crumbling and the R.C. Church is on the same greasy slide as the Episcopalians.

Fr. Jones states (emphasis mine):

Saint Joan of Arc parish of Minneapolis Minnesota, a parish ostensibly in full communion with Pope Benedict XVI, is sponsoring a ‘Eucharistic Celebration’ offered by Ms. Regina Nicolosi

and he concludes by saying:

Is this the beginning of a new revolution in the American branch of the Roman Communion? The echoes of the simulacrum which transpired in the Church of the Advocate Philadelphia on 29 July 1974, and subsequent events in the Episcopal Church leading up to 1976 and 2003, are ominously unmistakable.

Now, checking out the website for St. Joan of Arc (which the diocese does not link to) reveals the parish to be on the far outer edges of Catholicism. They wallow in some kind of sci-fi weird flower power religion that vaguely resembles Catholicism. However, nowhere in last week’s bulletin did it state that the ‘mass’ would be in their church or that they were sponsoring the event. They were advertising an event at which one of their parishioners was to speak (maybe they thought it was going to be a bratwurst dinner – yeah, right).

In this week’s bulletin Fr. Jim DeBruycker, the Pastor (do a Google on this fellow – you will be incredulous), quasi-apologizes for the bulletin insert. From what I’ve read, in two weeks of checking out their stuff, the good Father has a real problem with being patriarchal – perhaps he’s a father that doesn’t want to be a father?

The funniest line in last week’s bulletin (beside the phony mass thing – and I don’t mean ha-ha funny) was this from the good Father:

In another e-mail someone suggested I was returning St. Joan’s to archaic times. I’m pretty sure that is the controversy over the ‘lord I am not worthy’ phrase before communion. I know to some people that sounds like a surrender to power based on a fear of abusive dominance. I admit if it was me saying this to the church governance I would be reticent to say it, but to me it is admitting am not perfect before God. I can be the abuser, the breaker of the community. I need the help of God. It heartens me to know the pope, the cardinals and the archbishops have to say it too.

It’s almost good catechesis for his lost flock, if only he would have focused on sin and being a “breaker of community.” Instead, he took a teaching moment and used it to denigrate others. Shame shame, patriarchal and judgmental in sheep’s clothing.

Father, be a good patriarch, a good shepherd, and take a positive stand for something. Being against everything, except what you like, makes the Church of Christ into the church of me, myself, and I…

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Everything Else,

Swimming across

The York Forum discussion board is commenting on Fr. Taylor Marshall of the Canterbury Tales blog (to whom I link) who has renounced his orders in the ECUSA and who is entering the R.C. Church. Dr. William Tighe (who posts at Pontifications on occasions and writes for Touchstone) reported:

Fr. Taylor Reed Marshall, formerly Curate of St. Andrews, Fort Worth, has renounced his Orders in ECUSA and will be rec’d into the Catholic church [sic] by Bp. Vann of Fort Worth this Saturday (May 20), together with his wife and children. At the end of the month they will be moving to Washington, DC, where TRM will take up a position as assistant to Msgr. William Stetson for “Anglican Use” matters. He will be present a the Anglican Use conference in Scranton in June, where I hope that he will be heartily welcomed, and greeted especially by those whom I count as my friends who will be there.

I wish Fr. Marshall and his family well.

As to the Anglican Use in the R.C. Church —“ well, I don’t get it.

At best it’s a stop gap measure to accommodate Anglicans who are swimming the Tiber in an effort to escape the heterodoxy of the ECUSA. It’s why I think swimming the Bosporus makes more sense. The Orthodox require a process of integration and there is no false expectation left in the mind of those converting. You must become and integrate yourself within the fullness of Orthodoxy. That’s indicative of the fact that Orthodoxy sees itself on a road toward becoming, toward Theosis.

If Anglicans wish to go to Rome, that’s fine, but why bring the trappings of Anglicanism? Getting on the road to becoming is a more truthful stance. There would be far fewer problems if people had to face the fullness of their decisions —“ making clear choices. The R.C. Church is exactly what it is. Why would people choose to delude themselves as if they have the power, wisdom, or longevity to make over the Church?

In my estimation there will be no ‘Anglican Use’ of any substantial magnitude in 25 to 30 years. The married clergy will die off and will not be replaced (can you imagine R.C. Bishops anywhere ordaining married men). They will not be replaced by more Anglican clergy swimming the Tiber, since anyone with any sense of what Church is will have gone somewhere else in those 25 to 30 years, or will have sold their soul.

That leaves the congregations in these AU parishes, which will age out. Their replacement generation will remember the beautiful liturgies but will walk away when the AU parishes get ‘integrated’. There will be the typical hurt feelings and failure to listen and meet their needs.

It’s sad and it is a warning sign to all those who push for headlong integration with the R.C. Church. They delude themselves greatly. Campos is feeling the effects of integration, the SSPX will if it chooses to integrate, and the Anglicans will as well.

As always we pray for reconciliation and the grace to overcome the sin that is a barrier to that. It must be recognized that sin exists on every side and that we need the light of the Holy Spirit to show every party the way forward.

Good luck Fr. Marshall.

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A new ministry

A colleague from our ecumenical group has offered me an opportunity to assume his nursing home ministry.

I begin tomorrow.

The nursing home is run by the Daughters of Sarah. There is a small group of Christians who live there and meet once a month for prayer, scripture, and fellowship.

In my seminary days I had a nursing home ministry. When I lived in Buffalo I worked at a senior respite center and in a hospital based skilled nursing facility. I look forward to resuming this type of work. I always found it to be rewarding. The Lord works in marvelous ways through us and teaches us greatly through the challenges such a ministry brings.

I pray that the Holy Spirit will work through my hands and words to bring our Lord’s healing love to these folks.

Please keep me in your prayers.

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Homilies

Resurrection Sunday

For they did not yet understand the Scripture
that he had to rise from the dead.

Nor had their faith been strengthened and activated by the Holy Spirit.

In fifty short days the Holy Spirit will come, and we will hear Peter confronting a Jerusalem full of pilgrims with the message from today’s first reading. We will hear Peter take the people through an exposition of the scriptures and their fulfillment in Jesus Christ.

The people will hear Peter speak in every known language. Thousands will come to conversion.

A few years later Paul will venture out. The people of Colossae in the Lycus Valley in Asia Minor, not far from Ephesus, will read:

For you have died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God.
When Christ your life appears,
then you too will appear with him in glory.

The congregation at Colossae died with Christ in baptism. They were immersed in the waters of baptism, and thus buried with Jesus. They are told to remember this fact, and await the coming of the Lord.

It sounds like an ideal time, a time of great hope and new revelation.

Of course we forget that Stephen and then James will die in Jerusalem, that bandits prey upon travelers, that the congregation at Colossae will get so caught up in minutia that they will place Christ on the back burner, that society is ruled by the iron fist of Rome, and that Rome is immersed in a culture of violence, war, self-serving pleasure, and a faith in stone idols that offer no hope beyond the do-it-if-it-feels-good present.

It comes down to faith.

Faith!

The people who heard Peter were not eyewitnesses. Paul himself only saw and heard Jesus in a spectacularly blinding light on the road to Damascus.

Yet, the work and the Word is being passed on. Generation by generation, the Word is handed on. In a hundred years from the Resurrection there were no eyewitnesses left. But the message continues to this very day.

Jesus Christ came to earth, the Son of God, true God and true man. He came to save sinners and to redeem humanity. He came with the sole intention of doing the Father’s will. He came knowing that he would voluntarily place himself in the hands of the Chief priests and the Sanhedrin, and into the hands of Pilate. He knew that He would have to allow the soldiers to mock Him, whip and beat Him, and place a crown of thorns on His head. He knew that He would have to allow them to drive Him up the road to Calvary, nail Him to the cross, mock Him again, and that He would cry out in abandonment. He knew that He would have to allow himself to die for sinners, for you and me. No one did it to Him, not the Jews and not the Romans.

Jesus allowed it and accepted it. He did it all for us, for generation upon generation of people who know only the testimony of those original eyewitnesses, the testimony of Mary, Simon Peter, John, the Apostles, the disciples on the road to Emmaus, the five-hundred.

All you and I know, we know by faith.

I have been blessed to be called Christian. I have been especially blessed to live long enough to have tasted the flesh of Christ and to have drunk His blood, and to do so in true faith and allegiance to Jesus Christ and His Holy Church.

We come here by faith.

Faith!

When we greet each other today we will say to you, ‘Jesus Christ is risen from the dead, alleluia.’ And you will respond, ‘He has risen indeed, alleluia.’

If this is said as a pleasantry or as a tradition, it is better left unsaid.

I tell you, in the proclamation of the Holy Gospel, that it is true: Jesus Christ is risen from the dead, alleluia! He is risen indeed alleluia!

The cross and death have lead to this. A dead man on a cross, later buried in a tomb is just a sad and horrific death. The God-man Jesus Christ, dead on the cross, buried in the tomb, and risen forevermore is our hope.

Proclaim it with faith. He is risen indeed alleluia!

Homilies

Maundy Thursday

Experience.

This Maundy Thursday is about experience. These next three days are about experience.

I’ve always loved Maundy Thursday. I love it principally in the way it moves my heart. In the story it tells. A story based in sensory experience.

We stand here wearing white and gold. These liturgical colors denote celebration. The Holy Mass begins and we are confronted by the first profound experience, the playing of the Gloria and the ringing of bells. We can imagine what heaven must be like. Heaven, where the elders and the Apostles who surround the throne of God, praise Him eternally and call out, —Glory to God in the highest.— Revelation tells us:

Day and night they never stop saying: “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was, and is, and is to come.” Whenever the living creatures give glory, honor and thanks to him who sits on the throne and who lives for ever and ever, the twenty-four elders fall down before him who sits on the throne, and worship him who lives for ever and ever. They lay their crowns before the throne and say:
—You are worthy, our Lord and God,
to receive glory and honor and power,
for you created all things,
and by your will they were created
and have their being.”

Next, in the very conduct of the Holy Mass we recall the sacraments Jesus Christ instituted for our salvation.

We receive penance and absolution during the penitential rite, when Father Andrew, in accordance with the instructions of Christ, washes us clean.

We hear the Word of God proclaimed and listen as it is explained.

Father Andrew, acting as the hands of Christ, and repeating the words of Christ, confects the most holy Sacrament of the Altar.

These sacraments, instituted by Jesus Christ, to give us the graces we need to become more like Him, are experiential. They are the healing touch of Christ in absolution, the hearing of Jesus’ teaching and instruction in the Word, the eating of the flesh of Jesus, and the drinking of His blood in Holy Communion.

God is giving us His grace in a way we can understand, feel, and appreciate.

Not only that, we celebrate this night with Father Andrew and with all who have been called to the Holy Priesthood. Tonight is every priest’s anniversary. Jesus Christ instituted the Holy Priesthood so that we, His followers, may continue to receive His body and blood, so that we may be healed, hear His word, and so that we might be brought into the Church.

What tremendous gifts our Lord has given us. How well he understood our need to be touched and to have our hearts, minds, and bodies filled with His love. How well He understood our condition. He understood, because He lived it.

More experiences await us. After we have received the sacraments He instituted we will prepare to process to the Altar of Repose. Jesus is leaving this magnificent Altar. We walk with Him, down the path to His prison. We walk with Him to the mournful beat of the klekotki, walk with Him after Judas’ kiss, through the garden, down the city streets to the Chief Priests and the Sanhedrin. We walk with Him, past all of you, as He is accused, mocked, slapped in the face, spat upon, and finally as He arrives at the Altar of Repose.

He will be thrown into prison tonight. Not the modern prisons of your imagination, but the dark, cold, damp, rodent infested prison He was thrown into. No food, no water, only pain and the cold loneliness of this night. When father throws the key of the tabernacle, the prison bars are shut. Jesus suffering for you and me.

The beautiful Altar of Repose, donned in white, is our meager way to show Jesus that we know He is God, that we love Him and want to make things beautiful for Him.

Those of you who do not want to let Him sit alone tonight will stay. You will keep watch. You will pray.

Keep watch with our Lord tonight. Let your tears of sadness flow as we walk with Him, down, down, down, into the experience of the next three days. Walk from this Altar to the prison, from the prison to the pillar, from the pillar to the cross, from the cross to the tomb.

After the Body of Christ is placed in the Altar of Repose the experience will continue. Father and I will return to the main Altar. The Altar will be stripped, the tabernacle left open and empty.

From these experiences, from the great pealing of the bells to the stripping of the Altar, from tremendous highs to terrible lows, we walk with Jesus.

What do we take with us? How are these moments and experiences captured in our minds and hearts? How do we put our joys and our tears to good use?

Experience!

We listen to Jesus’ command:

Whoever serves me must follow me, and where I am, there also will my servant be.

Therefore, we pledge anew to tie our lives to Christ Jesus. We pledge anew to be His servants. We know that the road He calls us to is not an easy road, especially in light of the way the world is going. But remember, Judas went the way of the world and our Lord said that it would have been better if he had never been born.

We must commit to tie our experiences, both the good and bad to the life of Jesus. He must be the center of our lives. He must be the one we go to in celebration and in sadness. He is our life, our being, and our all. He is the center of the Church, our parish, our families, our relationships, and our business dealings. We acknowledge Him as the way, the truth, and the life. We must recommit to this.

Experience —“ is life lived in unity with Jesus Christ. Without Christ there is no resurrection, no new life. Walk with Him tonight and always.

Homilies

Palm Sunday

Do you take account of the miracles in your life?

Think of the Apostles’ journey with Jesus thus far. They’ve seen miracles, heard him teach, had His teachings personally explained to them, saw the Transfiguration, and heard the voice of the Father call down from heaven. They saw Jesus raise people from the dead, most recently Lazarus.

I don’t know if the Apostles took account of all the miracles. Today, Jesus told them:

—Go into the village opposite you,
and immediately on entering it,
you will find a colt tethered on which no one has ever sat.
Untie it and bring it here.
If anyone should say to you,
‘Why are you doing this?’ reply,
‘The Master has need of it
and will send it back here at once.’—

They went and found things to be exactly as He had said they would be. Exactly!

Were they amazed? Did they notice? Was this miracle too small in relation to the bigger ones, like feeding 5,000 men with five loaves and two fish?

Jesus’ ministry, and most especially His raising of Lazarus, was the big lead in for this moment. Jesus was to be welcomed into Jerusalem as the Messiah. Can you imagine the Apostles’ euphoria? Everything as He said it would be, the people turning out, acclaiming Him:

—Hosanna!
Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!
Blessed is the kingdom of our father David that is to come!
Hosanna in the highest!—

In a few days time one would deny Him. The others would run away in fear, locking themselves in the upper room. The people would be in the streets shouting: —Crucify Him, crucify Him!—

Reality, or at least the Apostles’ perception of reality, set in. They forgot what He said about being handed over and rising again. They forgot the part about doing the Father’s will. They forgot the miracles. They lived in fear and doubt.

So I ask, —Do you take account of the miracles in your life?—

Do you remember those times that Jesus quietly touched you? Do you remember when it was He alone who held you up? Do you remember times of terrible sadness when He gave you the strength to carry on? Do you remember when He was there rejoicing with you at births, weddings, and other celebrations? Did you even realize that He was there?

Some people get caught up in waiting for the big signs, the sun spinning in the sky, the Blessed Virgin appearing in a grotto, and other such things. They wait and miss the obvious. Jesus is right next to them.

The biggest event, the most important event in human history has already happened. We are called to recognize it and to act with faith. We are called to recognize the most important miracle in our lives —“ Christ’s presence, and to proclaim the biggest miracle of all, Jesus Christ, Who suffered, died, was buried, and Who rose from the dead.

Every day we hear the world tell us that Jesus is not a reality; that the bible is fake, and that faith is silly.

When you are confronted with these accusations just remember the answer you give when you come up here and Father or I say —The body and blood of Christ—. You say “Amen”, you are using an ancient Hebrew word meaning: “So be it; truly”

Amen, amen I say to you. Remember your faith. Remember, recognize, and take account of the miracle of Christ in your life. Remember that Jesus is ever present to you in this tabernacle. Remember that the words you say in the creed, and when you proclaim Amen, are words of faith and truth. Remember that the Apostles’ were not confirmed in their faith until Pentecost. You have been confirmed in your faith already. Now stand and profess what you believe.