"They took up stones therefore to cast at Him. But Jesus hid Himself, and went out of the Temple" - The Holy Gospel according to St. John for Passion Sunday.
Two very different Gospels for two different forms of the Mass, but a common thread runs through both. The Jews could have stoned Jesus to death. Given what He suffered on the cross, this might have been a less painful death. But His hour had not yet come, so He slipped out of their midst to die another day.
To symbolize Christ's hiding His Divinity from the Jews, all of the statues were shrouded in purple today and they will remain that way until Easter. I have a not-so-great photo of our purple-shrouded statues below.
Our church before the start of the Extraordinary Form of the Mass would be perfectly silent were it not for two ushers, who talk out loud to each other before Mass begins, most likely because they are old and hard of hearing. I reminded myself of this before I gave in to the urge to turn around and dart a look at those disrupting the silence. These little annoyances which so often get under my skin are a form of mortification. Why has it not occurred to me before that they are for my own good, and that is why I encounter so many of them? I was annoyed with my daughter because she insisted on wearing jeans instead of a skirt. I thought I had taught her better. I was embarrassed because the other girls were dressed up. When I continue to worry about how things affect me or reflect upon me, I will continue to be mortified by my own overly-developed sense of decorum. Because in being disturbed by such things to the degree that I am, I have once again put myself and my own will ahead of Christ.