A lot to do!

It is just such a shame that all the resources are being wasted on this stupid revision of the Liturgy.

If all this energy and money had been spent on the renewal of the Church, instead of abandoning our tradition and deforming our Ruthenian Recension, imagine what could have been accomplished!

Nick

From my understanding...ByzCath are Orthodox in belief...such as no belief in "Purgatory", Immaculate Conception, applying Eastern schools of thoughts from Eastern Fathers, etc. etc. etc. The only thing difference is that ByzCath is in Communion with Pope of Rome whereas the Orthodox is not.

Even the ByzCath have a different view of Papacy than from Roman Catholic...in fact it's more closer in line with the Orthodox view than RC.

That's probably why I doxed easily because I had a healthy view of Papacy that I learned about in the Greek Orthodox Archdiocese website explaining their view on Papacy. I was elated.

But yes, many ByzCath have identity crisis because of many years of Latinization (especially during Communist years) as a means to "separate" themselves from Orthodox Church (so that people could identify which is in Communion with Pope and who isn't). That's a sad way to do that...one still can maintain full Orthodox praxis and still be in Communion with Rome. That's precisely why the late John Paul II wrote Oriental Lumen to remind the ByzCath to re-embrace Orthodox identity and to de-latinize.

I'm just not narrow minded "either this or that." I only see what G-d sees...people with Christian faith.

Peace,

SPDundas
Deaf Byzantine

Hmmm...I wonder why the Ukrainian Catholic Cathedral in Philadelphia is named "Immaculate Conception"?

"No doubt someone will produce a book entitled The Elephant and the Ruthenian Liturgical Question."

Because the Liturgy is trunkated.

(1947) You can't believe a word of it. For instance, our hero is said to be a certain Mr. White, "always the practical Englishman," who chooses to have his workshop (or playroom) in Mrs. O'Callaghan's unspeakable cottage on a farm (or "stinkhole") in Ireland. This Mr. White is trying to halt Mrs. O'Callaghan's prayers long enough to foist on her the blessings of free thought. He is also showing her repulsive mate (who just this year began last year's plowing) how to run the farm on sane modern principles, although he can hardly manage even the simplest parlor tricks.

So a Something somes down the chimley. Mrs. O'Callaghan thinks it might be the Archangel Michael.

Mr. White, of course, is pretty surprised when it turns out that it actually is the Archangel Michael. (Look out. You may forget you can't believe this.) However, the adjustment is easier than he thought. Just a few changes at the top, and the rational outlook remains intact. Besides, the Archangel's proposition is most exciting. There will be another Flood. The O'Callaghans are to build an ark and start the human race afresh. Luckily Mr. White is fond of carpentry.

The Irish couple are quite incapable of grasping the situation, but Mr. White rises to it brilliantly. Even the question of just how the race is to be perpetuated by a bachelor and an over-age couple does not shake his confidence in the angel.

By what absurd triumphant means the ark is built, despite the Irish; exactly how much of civilization shall be preserved; how the deluge overwhelms; whether and wither the ark floats; and how Mrs. O'Callaghan saves all (or at least all that is saved) despite Mr. White's most disastrous ingenuities� these things unfold in due time, and with a high order of exasperation.

Mr. White, who has been loved and slandered for his fancy, has here retaliated. He exerts himself very nastily to enrage all lovers of druids, dryads, and Erin go fey. We fear he has only succeeded in being extremely funny and that flights of banshees sing him to his sleep.