In Oklahoma City there is a Latin Mass offered by the Fraternity of St. Peter, and another by the Society of St. Pius X. Likewise in Tulsa, Mass is offered by both traditionalist Societies of Apostolic Life, and also by Fr. Tim Davidson at St. Peter and Paul parish. Exorcist priests of the new Society of the Most Sorrowful Mother offer exclusively (but privately) the traditional Mass at their country oratory outside of Tulsa. And, last but not least, the monks of Clear Creek Abbey offer the TLM out by Tahlequah.
How did this Okie Traditionalist Catholic Movement start?
Well, going back to the Early Church, priests offering Mass in the Roman rite offered it in the sacred Latin language, with sacred Gregorian chant, facing the altar "ad orientem" i.e. "to the East" in a posture of "sacrifice to the Father." The Roman liturgy revised under different popes had a common traditional form. Spanish missionaries passing through what is today Oklahoma offered this traditional Mass. The original Catholic missionaries to establish the Church in Oklahoma, the Benedictine monks of St. Gregory's Abbey, brought this liturgical tradition as well.
But in 1970 the Roman missal eliminated the main traditions as norms for Sunday Mass. Immediately Mass was offered in a manner that as a matter-of-fact closely resembled Protestant liturgies.
But don't Roman rite Catholics have a right to their liturgical tradition???
A few remnants of traditional Catholics sprang up in 1970. In OKC, they were aided by a wealthy benefactor who built a traditional chapel, St. Michael's in the suburb of Bethany, OK. The traditional Catholic Mass/Faith was not tolerated by the diocese, so the faithful invited in priests of the Society of St. Pius X, as well as different other priests who had decided to remain faithful to the Mass of their ordination. As a matter of convenience, St. Michael's Chapel in OKC came to be served by priests of the Fraternity of St. Peter for a while, which would eventually leave to build their own church. Now in OKC, one may legitimately attend the Traditional Latin Mass offered either with the Society or Fraternity.
A similar path was taken in Tulsa, starting in 1970. A group huddled around the private, side altar Sunday Latin Mass of an aging Augustinian monk at Cascia Hall Preparatory School chapel until he stopped this service. The group started a chapel in a garage until it outgrew the space. Mass would be held in rented hotel banquet rooms, until a proper church was built--St. John Fisher Catholic Church--and blessed by His Excellency Archbishop Marcel Lefebvre in the early 80's. After a decade, the group again outgrew its space, swopping the small church with a Protestant group for their larger church, where Mass is currently offered west of downtown.
In the meantime, the Fraternity of St. Peter established an apostolate at an experimental "quasi-parish" in a run-down neighborhood of north Tulsa. The community was called The Parish of St. Peter. Traditionalist Catholics were isolated on their own island, paying rent to have Mass at a north-side church, until they finally acquired their own countryside church on the West-side of Tulsa, with an official parish called Most Precious Blood.
Recently His Excellency Bishop Slattery of Tulsa retired. He is considered by many to be a very tradition-minded bishop, for establishing Clear Creek Abbey, the Fraternity in Tulsa, and the new exorcist Society.
If you are in OKC, I encourage readers to experience a Traditional Latin Mass with the Society or Fraternity; or if you are in the eastern part of the state, at the Society, Fraternity, or St. Peter and Paul in Tulsa, or at Clear Creek monastery.
Saturday, June 25, 2016
Friday, June 24, 2016
Another Day in the Heartland
Spanish steeples hovering over billboards
Homeless drifters hoping for help
Old lady cashiers without a pension
Diners, bbq joints, Mexican food trucks
Okie livin', livin' the life
Workin', prayin', hopin', savin'
Keepin cool, lots of Quicktrip Big Q's
Flatish but lots of trees, some run down buildings but lots of parks
Tendin' to my little oasis
Flowers, tomatoes, new porch chairs
Dogs barkin', salmon belly sizzlin'
Its the weekend, goin' garage sale-in'
I'm an Okie, Traditionalist, and thats OK
Born and raised, Catechism-thumper of the South
Ready for more summer, and ripened bell peppers
Traditional Catholic on the Move
You know it.
Homeless drifters hoping for help
Old lady cashiers without a pension
Diners, bbq joints, Mexican food trucks
Okie livin', livin' the life
Workin', prayin', hopin', savin'
Keepin cool, lots of Quicktrip Big Q's
Flatish but lots of trees, some run down buildings but lots of parks
Tendin' to my little oasis
Flowers, tomatoes, new porch chairs
Dogs barkin', salmon belly sizzlin'
Its the weekend, goin' garage sale-in'
I'm an Okie, Traditionalist, and thats OK
Born and raised, Catechism-thumper of the South
Ready for more summer, and ripened bell peppers
Traditional Catholic on the Move
You know it.
Posted by
Joseph Ostermeir
Tuesday, June 21, 2016
God created Alcohol!
God created Alcohol!
Ok all you Friends out there in Cyberspace. I'm at it again. Channeling my inner Joseph Ostermeir--Okie Traditionalist Extraordinaire--to give you my 2nd Official Blog Post! Hooray! Kudos as Gatsby might have said to Nick Carraway over a martini poolside!
Yes, a quick reference of my old theology and organic chemistry books confirms one indisputable fact--The Giver of Life created Alcohol! First He created fermenting bacteria and yeast, but the 2 Carbons, 1 Oxygen, and 6 Hydrogens that form this divine molecule come directy from His Truely!
I ruminate on this sublime truth having ingested a few ounces of Vodka following a hard day of work, chores, errands, and bearing the purgatorial heat of Okie-ville. Perhaps it is an excuse for regular (modest) consumption of Spirits, but I have always found motive in drawing from the well of God's divine nectar on occasion in that alcohol consumption is an integral part of traditional Catholic civilization. Just consider St. Benedict's daily prescription for monks to drink wine:
"Each one has his own gift from God, the one in this way, the other in that. Therefore it is with some hesitation that the amount of daily sustenance for others is fixed by us. Nevertheless, in view of the weakness of the infirm we believe that a hemina {just under half a liter [sounds like a pretty generous portion!] } of wine a day is enough for each one." (The Rule of St. Benedict)
Which brings me to my present context--Oklahoma! Oklahoma was in fact one of the very first states to embrace Prohibition DECADES before the crazy project went national, with unbridled, salivating enthusiasm. It was the "Bone Dry Act" of 1907 that prohibited the sale and distribution of alcoholic beverages (!), cleverly to include an absurd (bigoted?) BAN on fermented grape juice (wine) used on Catholic altars across the state.
New Friends in this Matrix we call the Internet, I leave you with these final words from the good Apostle (St.) Paul:
"Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake and thine often infirmities." (The Bible)
THE COMMENT BOX IS OPEN!
Ok all you Friends out there in Cyberspace. I'm at it again. Channeling my inner Joseph Ostermeir--Okie Traditionalist Extraordinaire--to give you my 2nd Official Blog Post! Hooray! Kudos as Gatsby might have said to Nick Carraway over a martini poolside!
Yes, a quick reference of my old theology and organic chemistry books confirms one indisputable fact--The Giver of Life created Alcohol! First He created fermenting bacteria and yeast, but the 2 Carbons, 1 Oxygen, and 6 Hydrogens that form this divine molecule come directy from His Truely!
I ruminate on this sublime truth having ingested a few ounces of Vodka following a hard day of work, chores, errands, and bearing the purgatorial heat of Okie-ville. Perhaps it is an excuse for regular (modest) consumption of Spirits, but I have always found motive in drawing from the well of God's divine nectar on occasion in that alcohol consumption is an integral part of traditional Catholic civilization. Just consider St. Benedict's daily prescription for monks to drink wine:
"Each one has his own gift from God, the one in this way, the other in that. Therefore it is with some hesitation that the amount of daily sustenance for others is fixed by us. Nevertheless, in view of the weakness of the infirm we believe that a hemina {just under half a liter [sounds like a pretty generous portion!] } of wine a day is enough for each one." (The Rule of St. Benedict)
Which brings me to my present context--Oklahoma! Oklahoma was in fact one of the very first states to embrace Prohibition DECADES before the crazy project went national, with unbridled, salivating enthusiasm. It was the "Bone Dry Act" of 1907 that prohibited the sale and distribution of alcoholic beverages (!), cleverly to include an absurd (bigoted?) BAN on fermented grape juice (wine) used on Catholic altars across the state.
I don't know about you, but when I get home from work on a Friday evening, I like to frequent the little liquor store across from the grocery store. A pint of Rum and a 2-liter of Diet Coke will do me just fine for the weekend.
Recently, I overheard hipster customers praising a new proposal in the Oklahoma legislature to withdraw their prohibition of selling wine (yes, wine) in grocery stores. A welcome change!
New Friends in this Matrix we call the Internet, I leave you with these final words from the good Apostle (St.) Paul:
"Drink no longer water, but use a little wine for thy stomach's sake and thine often infirmities." (The Bible)
THE COMMENT BOX IS OPEN!
Posted by
Joseph Ostermeir
Monday, June 20, 2016
First Blog Post!
First Blog Post!
I'm sitting here in my armchair giving you my first post on my brand spankin' new blog, enjoying the AC while outside the heat index keeps climbing higher and higher everyday. Its close to midnight and my eyes are drooping, but this first post is on my evening To-Do-List. So here goes.
Surrounded by Quicktrip gas stations, tornado sirens, and a Protestant church and restaurant on--I kid-you-not--EVERY corner, I begin this series of musings about Church and Society, life and death, joys and sufferings, and daily life from my vantage point here in the Heartland.
I am Joseph Ostermeir, the Okie Traditionalist. Preoccupied with the Traditional Latin Mass movement, counter-cultural living, being outside, diet Coke, buffalo wings, my summer garden, and Restoring All Things to Christ. Ever seeking integration between the outdoors and indoor domestic living, work and leisure, urban and rural life, contemplative and social activities. Persevering in traditional Catholicism, yet almost obsessively mindful of the pitfalls in both the secular mainstream and the inlets of the Catholic Latin Mass movement.
My inspiration is the wisdom of St. Thomas Aquinas, the lessons of Mother Nature, the life of Archbishop Marcel Lefebvre, the Holy Family, and all those Teachers and Life Coaches that have helped me reach this point in my life's journey.
I'm sitting here in my armchair giving you my first post on my brand spankin' new blog, enjoying the AC while outside the heat index keeps climbing higher and higher everyday. Its close to midnight and my eyes are drooping, but this first post is on my evening To-Do-List. So here goes.
Surrounded by Quicktrip gas stations, tornado sirens, and a Protestant church and restaurant on--I kid-you-not--EVERY corner, I begin this series of musings about Church and Society, life and death, joys and sufferings, and daily life from my vantage point here in the Heartland.
I am Joseph Ostermeir, the Okie Traditionalist. Preoccupied with the Traditional Latin Mass movement, counter-cultural living, being outside, diet Coke, buffalo wings, my summer garden, and Restoring All Things to Christ. Ever seeking integration between the outdoors and indoor domestic living, work and leisure, urban and rural life, contemplative and social activities. Persevering in traditional Catholicism, yet almost obsessively mindful of the pitfalls in both the secular mainstream and the inlets of the Catholic Latin Mass movement.
My inspiration is the wisdom of St. Thomas Aquinas, the lessons of Mother Nature, the life of Archbishop Marcel Lefebvre, the Holy Family, and all those Teachers and Life Coaches that have helped me reach this point in my life's journey.
Posted by
Joseph Ostermeir
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