Pet peeve: People who show up at Mass like they’re going to the mall.
Really? The Absolute Existence, the One Who is responsible for there being something rather than nothing wants to be with you so ardently that He made Himself FOOD and you couldn’t put on a nice pair of pants? Or, ladies, a dress or a skirt?
Even really good Catholics are guilty of this. And I’m not talking about a couple of one off instances where you’re traveling, or whatever. Everyone has those times when life just happens and you end up at Mass in jeans or shorts. But I’m talking about those people who show up like that every Sunday. What kind of message does it send to kids when mom and dad dress nicer to go to work or out to eat then they do to go to Mass?
People complain how there is no reverence left in Catholic Churches and I wonder why they are surprised. If we don’t prepare ourselves outwardly how can we be prepared inwardly. That’s why we kneel –to show with our bodies reverence for what is happening in front of us. So putting on nice clothes for Mass shows outwardly that the place we are in is a holy place. A place of reverence. And what is happening there is something special.
OK… I’m done.