DO THIS In Memory of Me The Sacred Liturgy as the splendor of God’s eternal glory
A pastoral letter by Archbishop John C. Nienstedt Archbishop of St. Paul and Minneapolis
Dave Hrbacek / The Catholic Spirit
“. . . and, I, when I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all to myself.” — John 12:32 y earliest recollections of the Sacred Liturgy are from my home parish church, providentially named “the Church of Saint Paul.” It was a stately Gothic structure with a beautiful high altar made of Carrara marble. There, at a young age, I knew that I was entering not just a sacred space, but what I believed to be a vision of what heaven must be like. Every Sunday the eight members of my family would pile into our station wagon and drive the short distance to the 8:00 a.m. Mass. We sat in the second row, left hand side of the main aisle, two rows in front of my grandparents. How well I remember those days!
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The Catholic Spirit November 10, 2011
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