Palm Sunday, St-Eugene, Paris, France
[Another view of Palm Sunday from France, this time from the usus antiquior from St-Eugene in Paris.]
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I am sure many of our readers will appreciate this little detail from the first photo:
The Gregorian Missal. Available free online here and for purchase in hardcopy here. A spectacular resource for the reform of the reform.
Finally, for our vestment enthusiasts, a detail of the fine chasuble worn, along with the appareled amice.
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I am sure many of our readers will appreciate this little detail from the first photo:
The Gregorian Missal. Available free online here and for purchase in hardcopy here. A spectacular resource for the reform of the reform.
Finally, for our vestment enthusiasts, a detail of the fine chasuble worn, along with the appareled amice.
Palm Sunday, Communauté Saint Martin, Blois, France
[More from the Communauté Saint Martin, a reform of the reform community in France. The following images come from their House of Formation near Blois.]I am sure many of our readers will appreciate this little detail from the first photo:
The Gregorian Missal. Available free online here and for purchase in hardcopy here. A spectacular resource for the reform of the reform.
Finally, for our vestment enthusiasts, a detail of the fine chasuble worn, along with the appareled amice.
[More from the Communauté Saint Martin, a reform of the reform community in France. The following images come from their House of Formation near Blois.]
I am sure many of our readers will appreciate this little detail from the first photo:
The Gregorian Missal. Available free online here and for purchase in hardcopy here. A spectacular resource for the reform of the reform.
Finally, for our vestment enthusiasts, a detail of the fine chasuble worn, along with the appareled amice.

inundado por um mistério de luz que é Deus e N´Ele vi e ouvi -A ponta da lança como chama que se desprende, toca o eixo da terra, – Ela estremece: montanhas, cidades, vilas e aldeias com os seus moradores são sepultados. - O mar, os rios e as nuvens saem dos seus limites, transbordam, inundam e arrastam consigo num redemoinho, moradias e gente em número que não se pode contar , é a purificação do mundo pelo pecado em que se mergulha. - O ódio, a ambição provocam a guerra destruidora! - Depois senti no palpitar acelerado do coração e no meu espírito o eco duma voz suave que dizia: – No tempo, uma só Fé, um só Batismo, uma só Igreja, Santa, Católica, Apostólica: - Na eternidade, o Céu! 
