Rorate Caeli


It will rise again, I tell you, [...] the Mass will rise again, as I tell so many who come to me to complain (and they do it, at times, crying); and to him who asks me how I can be so sure of it, I answer (as a "poet", if you would like) bringing him to my balcony and showing him the sun... It will be evening soon and there, in the church of San Domenico [in Fiesole], the friars will sing, at Vespers: Iam sol recedit igneus; but, in a few hours, those same Dominicans, my friends, will sing, at Prime: Iam lucis orto sidere - and thus every day.

The sun, I mean, will rise again, it will shine again after the night, to brighten up the earth from the sky, because...because it is the sun, and God thus established it for our life and comfort. Thus, I add, it is and thus it will be with the Mass - the Mass which is "ours", Catholic, of all times, and of all people: our spiritual Sun, so beautiful, so saintly, and so sanctifying - against the delusions of the bats, driven out [of their hiding places] by the Reform, [who believe] that their hour, the hour of darkness, will not end.

And I recall: on this large balcony of mine we were several in a past year, watching the total solar eclipse. I remember, and I almost seem to feel it again, the feeling of coldness, of sadness, and almost of disillusion in watching it, in feeling the air darken and freeze, little by little. I remember the silence in the city, while the swallows... while the birds disappeared, frightened, and the repugnant chiropters appeared, flying in the sky.

To him who said, when the sun was entirely covered: -"What if it were not visible anymore?" - a thought to which none answered, almost as if not realizing the joke in it... The sun is visible anew, in fact, the sun rises again, after a brief daytime night, as beautiful as before and, as it seems, more than before, while the air is filled again by swallows, and the bats go back into hiding.

As before, luminous and beautiful, and yet being the same, the sun seems greater than it was before, as in ... the Gospel [lesson] of the lost and found drachma.

As it was before, and greater than it was before: thus it will happen with the Mass, thus the Mass will seem to our eyes, guilty of not having esteemed it worthily before the eclipse; our hearts guilty for not having loved it enough.
Tito Casini
Nel fumo di Satana: verso l'ultimo scontro
Florence, 1976 (reposted)


Incredible as it may seem, seven years have passed since His Holiness Pope Benedict XVl bestowed the great gift of Sumorum Pontificum upon the Church and its people.
Its fruits have continued to multiply ever since. Although the motu prorio has its adversaries and even seems threatened in certain places, the number of Traditional Masses worldwide continues to grow. Our best defense of the Mass will be fought on the battlefield of logistics. The more the Mass becomes an ordinary occurrence in as many places as possible; the more difficult it becomes for its detractors to derail it. For that reason we make our annual appeal to our readers to check in at WikkiMissa to make sure the information about the Masses in your area is up to date. For those unfamiliar with it, WikkiMissa is a French-based, user-editable directory of Traditional Masses offered around the world. It operates in eight languages so please introduce it to friends in other countries who may not know of its existence. When verifying information be sure to check times, dates, and especially telephone numbers. Masses sometimes change schedules, and while the people in the immediate community are made aware of it, the visitor from Oslo will find it useful to confirm the information with a phone call before showing up an hour late for Mass. 

As always, many thanks to Emmanuel who owns and maintains WikkiMissa for providing this valuable resource which is arguably the only universal tool shared by the entire world of those who support the Traditional Mass.