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13th Anniversary of “Summorum Pontificum”

Jeff Ostrowski · September 14, 2020

N THIS THIRTEENTH anniversary of Summorum Pontificum, I had planned a surprise for our readers. I spent many hours working on this item I was preparing for you—but in the end, things didn’t work out. I’m sorry. I have nothing to give you on this special day. And yet…this can be a reminder. God’s goodness does not depend upon me or my efforts. The Holy Providence of Almighty God will continue, even if I were to die this afternoon.

As Father Valentine Young used to say: “The cemeteries are filled with people who thought they were indispensable.”

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If I could add one thing: I truly believe the actions of Pope Benedict XVI will go down in history as bold, unforeseen, and crucial. We owe B16 so much. “Summorum Pontificum” was the final step in a series of steps Cardinal Ratzinger began in the 1980s. Because of the excellent work Cardinal Ratzinger accomplished, we felt the desire to commission a special drawing of him in 2015:

* PDF Download • CARDINAL RATZINGER (circa 1988)
A special drawing commissioned by Corpus Christi Watershed.

Again, I’m sorry I don’t have a gift for you today. But this helps me remember that—at the end of the day—God is in control. We must coöperate with His Grace; we are the creatures and He is the Creator. And yet, as Pope Pius IX reminded us: “He who does God’s work does not do so in vain.”

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About Jeff Ostrowski

Jeff Ostrowski holds his B.M. in Music Theory from the University of Kansas (2004). He resides with his wife and children in Los Angeles.—(Read full biography).

20 October 2020 • “What we can’t share”

Almighty God has given to us the example of the Jesuit Martyrs of North America, whose feast day we celebrated yesterday. Of course, along with those eight martyrs we honor their associates, e.g Father François Bressani. I can’t share with you the torments Father Bressani underwent at the hands of Iroquois: it is too brutal. It would tear your heart out. But I will share what Bressani’s Superior said, after receiving a letter from him: “The letter is soiled and ill-written; because the writer has only one finger left on his right hand, and cannot prevent the blood from his wounds—which are still open—from staining the paper. His ink is gunpowder mixed with water, and his table is the earth.” If you have the stomach for it, read what Father Bressani (d. 1672) underwent for Jesus Christ. Let his example help us never fall into sins of impurity, avarice, ingratitude, or envy.

—Jeff Ostrowski

13 October 2020 • Chopin talks Bach

My “pianist pedigree” goes from my teacher through Wiktor Łabuński through Felix Blumenfeld, who studied with Anton Rubinstein. I always considered myself part of the “Bach-Mozart-Chopin school” as opposed to the “Handel-Beethoven-Liszt school.” (Needless to say, there’s great overlap between these schools.) Before giving a concert, Frédéric Chopin would always shut himself up in a room and play through Bach’s Well-Tempered Clavier. The year Chopin died, he spent considerable time with the painter, Eugène Delacroix (d. 1863), who recounts hearing Chopin launch into a monologue on the transcendence of J.S. Bach, insisting that “the fugue is like pure logic in music,” and that “to know fugue deeply is to be acquainted with the element of all reason and all consistency in music.”

—Jeff Ostrowski

12 October 2020 • True Story

Before a Low Mass, the priest ascends the Altar to place the Chalice, check the altar Missal, and do other “preparing” tasks. The organist must be prepared to play here, and—depending upon the priest—this can be of surprising length! For certain priests, I can easily play all six verses of a hymn while he’s doing these tasks. In the Ordinary Form, I believe too many have abandoned the preparation time before Mass (vesting, praying, keeping silence, and so on). I remember waiting for a priest to arrive in Corpus Christi, so I could ask him about the music. He never did arrive, because he had gotten into his vehicle wearing his chasuble, parked, hopped out of his truck (fully vested), and literally “processed” in as he entered the Church…true story.

—Jeff Ostrowski