Christ is Risen! Indeed He is Risen!

Happy and blessed Easter to all my readers!!

After probably a good year and a half at other regional Latin Masses, my family and I finally made it back to beloved St. Al's in Baltimore for Easter Mass this morning. A good, solid, long liturgy, just like Easter Sunday Mass should be. At least, in my book. I hadn't been there in so long that my first reaction was to sit in a pew and just let the tears fall. It was like coming home after being away. The incense, the organ, the choir, the Mass itself . . . everything was more appreciated because of how long it had been since I had participated in it, since I had belonged to it. God willing, once I graduate, I'll be able to make it down there more frequently, as I won't have anymore Sunday afternoon concert commitments.

I am convinced of the truth that you cannot know true joy unless you know true sorrow. Hence the Lent/Easter dichotomy. The more intense, and honestly, more painful, your Lenten experience, the more full your joy on Easter Sunday. The darker your journey, the more you rejoice in the reappearance of light. The lack of something increases your capacity to appreciate it.

May your Paschaltide be rich with joy and faith!