Tuesday, January 26, 2010

St. Sebastian's Day


Last week, SPC C and I took off for a town not too far away from here (though it takes some 45 minutes to get there) so that I could concelebrate Mass in a Catholic parish there. Our translator (who was not with us for this trip) had told me I was invited to the church as the parish celebrated its patronal feast day, but as it was the Feast of St. Sebastian, and the church is named in honor of St. Anthony, I was a bit confused.

(Actually, I'm a bit confused a lot these days. Must be the creeping Alzheimer Disease or something....)

The church was PACKED. There were at least as many people there at 1100 hours on that Wednesday as there had been at Midnight Mass on Christmas Eve. It was bedlam.

Even more surprising to me were the eight other concelebrants who were there. Though I didn't speak any Albanian, and they didn't speak much in the way of English, they made it clear that I was supposed to be one of the three principal concelebrants.

When the pastor had called our translator to invite me, he made sure I knew I was supposed to sing something for them, preferably after Communion.

I'd brought along some sheet music, hoping their very accomplished keyboardist might be able to accompany me, but she begged off. This left me in a bit of a quandary as to what to sing.

Imagine my surprise as I found myself singing a song, the words of which I'd set to another tune (which lends itself to unaccompanied singing), in its original setting, but without accompaniment -- something I'd not done in perhaps a decade. I managed to quell the onslaught of panic as I realized what I was doing, and made it through the song without any major mishap.

It was a very odd experience.






The church interior is rich with colorful frescoes, as might have been noticed in the photos of the place I posted after the Midnight Mass there. Since it was a sunny day, the colors were much more vibrant than they had been that night, so I took a number of shots to share with you.



They tell the story of salvation, generally, and of the history of Albanian Catholics in the region, in particular. Mother Theresa, being Albanian, and having received her religious calling right here in Kosovo, is represented prominently, of course.

I hope you like them as much as I do.

Blessings and peace to one and all,


Fr. Tim, SJ

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3 comments:

Dorothy said...

Thankyou Fr. Tim for the lovely pictures of the Church and especially glad for the group picture. You look great and Take care of yourself. Mrs. B.

















god Bless you and your soldiers Mrs. B.

Robin in Ohio said...

You have some groovy looking vestments there, Father! It's a great group photo and congratulations on getting through your solo.

P.S. My word verification is redicul. Makes me think of Harry Potter and "ridiculus". Thought you might find it funny, too, since you're an H.P. fan also.

HighJump said...

Tim,

I'm so glad that you preempted the Pope by blogging before he made his recent suggestions.

I look forward to seeing new entries each day. Great job...

Los Gatos Ron

 
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