Local Women Led Liturgies

"Catholic" Action Network (CAN) has posted the most recent Women Led "liturgy" - the Stations of the Cross - which were held, according to both CAN and the Women's Ordination Conference, at St Cronan's "Catholic" Church in St Louis.

CAN posts this:

Women Led-Liturgies
an opportunity for Catholic women (especially those called to ordination) to lead prayer
Saturday, February 17th 2007
St. Cronan's parish: 1202 S Boyle Ave (map here)

Check out our Liturgies:
September 2006.
December 2006.
January 2007.
February 2007.
March 2007.

What should be quite repugnant to the sensibilities of any Catholic who has any belief in the Church which Christ instituted for us, is that these individuals persist in distorting nearly all that is Catholic. Take a look at their "Stations of the Cross," for instance:

Stations of the cross
Adapted from Women’s Ordination Conference

Women Led Prayer
March 17, 2007
Sponsored by Justice for Women in the Catholic Church
Catholic Action Network
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Please Enter in Silence

Call to Worship: Please stand

[snip]

Voice 3, A woman called to ordination today: Mine was an ordinary childhood, you could say. Born just before the American entry into World War II, I still have vivid memories of blackouts… food rationing… letters from an uncle who fought in the Pacific… my mother’s trauma as she learned of President Roosevelt’s death. As an only child, I was shy. But I loved books and found friendship in them. I found friendship in my faith, as well. It was my father who first taught me to pray before bedtime. And my parents brought me to Mass every Sunday, though the Latin sounded like gibberish to my young mind. And yet… there was something… Mystery that drew me in. I remember statues covered in purple during Lent, incense wafted aloft. I remember visiting churches on Holy Thursday evening. And, as a teenager, I can remember being wrapped in the hovering silence of a darkened church before Midnight Mass. Then suddenly, trumpets would sound, lights would come on full, and joyful strains of familiar hymns would fill the church. Christ was born! Liturgy mattered to me. But it would be many years before I would come to know how very much it mattered.
. . .
I was forty years old when I fell head over heels in love with the liturgy of the church. How did it happen? One event built on another, without my ever realizing it: an inspiring priest, the recognized need, finally, for something more, something deeper and truer, despite marriage and three beautiful children. Within months of becoming head of the parish liturgy committee, I participated in workshop after workshop. What excitement! What connection to my deepest longings! One morning I literally woke up and knew that I had to study theology… and that ministry would become a way of life for me. And, from the time I walked into my first theology class, I felt I had come home.

People I served in parishes confirmed what I knew to be true. “You have found your calling!” “Who says women can’t be ordained priests!” (This statement was made before Pope John Paul II clearly pronounced that the church had no authority to ordain women.) It was then that liturgy became the source of my deepest joy… and my deepest pain. The church I love denied me my heart’s greatest desire, and the calling of the Spirit.
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This anonymous voice is contrasted with St Therese of Lisieux and the priest-imposter Ludmila Javarova,a Czechoslovakian woman who claims to have been ordained by some renegade bishop. It's more than presumtuous to include St Therese's remarks in something such as this as though she would approve.

THE STRUGGLE: STATIONS OF THE CROSS

Lector: A reading from the Prophet Isaiah (42:1-4, with “he” made plural)
. . .
The Third Station: Jesus Falls the First Time

Response: O Christ, Vulnerable One, we adore you and bless you; by your holy cross, help us transform our world.

A woman called today: How can I ever forget the excruciating pain? After 8 full years in parish ministry, suddenly there was no place open for me. I felt like my heart had been ripped out! In the end, the God who had led me this far, was still with me. A few dear friends supported me in my return to studies to complete my M.Div, and my spiritual strengthening.
. . .
Closing: Let us sign one another with God’s power of compassion poured out, of life out of death and proclaim.
“My friend, receive the sign of the cross on your forehead. It is Christ who now strengthens you with this sign of his love. Learn to know and follow him.”

This charade was supposed to have occurred at St Cronan's...it isn't difficult to imagine that this is the case. After all, looking over its website one finds all sorts of things, such as:

Scripture Reflection
from LGBT Perspectives
Tuesday 3/20 -- 7:00p
Parish Center Lower Level

What a parish!