![]() Our situation is not exactly like Good Friday. That last line in particular rang in my mind: as though from now on it was always to be Good Friday. ![]() Last Tuesday – the first day of no public Masses in our diocese – I was reminded of this scene from Evelyn Waugh’s novel Brideshead Revisited, when the priest came to close up the Marchmain family’s chapel. ![]() The priest came in.and took out the altar stone and put it in his bag then he burned the wads of wool with the holy oil on them and threw the ash outside he emptied the holy water stoup and blew out the lamp in the sanctuary and left the tabernacle open and empty, as though from now on it was always to be Good Friday.
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