
I have loved being on the road ever since I was young. Each summer my scout troop—Troop 110 from Barberton, Ohio —put on summer camps for us around Ohio, West Virginia, and Pennsylvania. These camps always meant the chance of going on a road trip. There was something exciting, refreshing about going to the store and buying snacks which we usually weren’t allowed to buy, getting into the car, and heading off to a new, somewhat unknown destination. Certainly, the ending location was the reason for the trip, but the journey it took to get there, for me, was always one of the most enjoyable parts of camp. I know that not everyone loves going on road trips, and the reasons people have for their displeasure with them can be understandable. Yet, why for some people is being crammed together in a car on the road for multiple hours so enjoyable? Having the right perspective can help for the greater appreciation and enjoyment of a good road trip.
For a majority of the year, most of us operate within the same fifteen-to-twenty mile circles. We drive the same roads, see the same signs and billboards, visit the same stores and coffee shops, run or cycle by the same houses on the same routes, and encounter, generally, the same people on a daily or weekly basis. Eventually, this ocular routine can become less and less stimulating and even uninteresting, which can translate to a numbing of our normally excited and inspirational selves. Going on road trip takes us outside the circle and breaks away from what has become normal, even uninterestingly so. We see different things—roads, trees, signs, buildings, and cities. We breathe different air, walk into different coffee shops and stores, and encounter new people we know are operating within their own twenty-mile circles.

There is a freshness in being in a new place, and this freshness can transport us to a different mental place as well. When we are in a new place we can begin to think new thoughts. We can set aside struggles and challenges we have with certain people and situations as we experience reality in a renewed way.
The Church’s Eucharistic liturgy, especially when it is done well, takes us outside of what is normal; it takes us to a realm beyond our earthly, temporal space. In the liturgy, we see different things, smell different things, hear different things than we would on a normal morning. Going to Mass on Sunday breaks us outside of our normal daily routine and for a good reason. It is a reminder that encountering God is an encounter with the Being who is mystical and otherworldly, yet can be found in our everyday experience.
In The Wellspring of Worship, a masterpiece on the cosmic depth of the liturgy, Jean Corbon states, “The church of stone or wood that we enter in order to share in the eternal liturgy is indeed a space within our world; it is set apart, however, because it is a space that the Resurrection has burst open.” Our churches are designed in a specific, intentional, beautiful, and incarnational way to help our minds and hearts journey to God. For this reason, the church building, the place of encounter with God, should look drastically different than its surroundings, inside and out. These places should help transport us—mentally and spiritually, body and soul—to an otherly place, a place outside of space and time, yet one within our own world.
Just as driving in the car down the road for hours can be grueling to some and transforming for others, liturgy can be transforming for some and grueling for others. Some of the reasons people have for not liking the work of liturgy are even understandable… but only if they misunderstand the purpose of the liturgy and struggle to truly enter into the ritual.
If we really allow ourselves to enter into a road trip—the newness of the sights, the smell of the fresh air, the conversation with friends—it can be an enjoyable experience. After a great road trip we can come back to our lives with a fresh energy and perspective, maybe seeing our normal routine in a new way.
Similarly, entering more deeply into the Mass can change our experience of the Mass completely. Instead of a weekly spiritual chore, entering into the Eucharistic liturgy can be a refreshing part of our day or week, a brief spiritual road trip where we are transported body and soul, but only if we have such an approach. By having the right perspective and appreciation of what liturgy is and can do in our lives, the liturgy becomes not a task to be done, an appointment to be checked off, but a rejuvenating spiritual journey. The destination then lies in taking the fruit of that journey back out into our normal, often routined, everyday life.
Deacon David Stavarz is a transitional deacon for the Diocese of Cleveland. He is a graduate of Borromeo College Seminary and is currently finishing his formation at St. Mary Graduate Seminary, in Cleveland, Ohio. Dc. David hopes to be a priest of the diocese in May of 2019. This article originally appeared here: https://www.wordonfire.org/resources/blog/road-trips-and-thejourney- of-the-mass/5819/

I remember one Sunday while I was staying after Mass and doing the “Catholic loitering” thing, I noticed my daughter across the room staring at the Crucifix in the Cathedral Atrium. Now, if you have met my daughter you would quickly agree that she is a high-energy gal (geez, I wonder where she gets that from!) and doesn’t always stand still. But, as she was standing there fixed upon the Crucifix, she stood still…for 30 seconds…a minute…now, two minutes in…and I am curious. I approach her and said, “Gracey, everything okay?” She responded, “Why would anyone hurt Jesus?” At that moment, I stood still, frozen in place and time. In that moment I realized that these God-sized questions were going to be coming my way as a mother. Some I would be able to answer easily, some would be far more difficult. How does one prepare for these questions? Easy. It takes God-sized time with Him in order to answer the God sized questions. The time I set aside in my daily routine for God, is a positive return on my relationships as a mom, wife, friend, sister, daughter. If I truly care for these relationships, I would need to consider the importance of nurturing my relationship with God. He is the source and summit that flows through me and into all of these other relationships I value.
We were supposed to be bidding farewell to Grant Wilson about this time, but things have changed. Grant will be spending the next year with us at the Cathedral parish. Grant has had some knee trouble and had some medical procedures done at the beginning of the summer in response to those challenges. Grant requested to remain home to continue his care before returning to his studies in Rome and Bishop Paprocki has agreed to Grant’s request. Grant’s ministry presence in the parish will be expanding as a result. As always, I am grateful for the hospitality that the parish had shown him.
I’m hopeless when it comes to most home improvement projects. In fact, all it takes for me to go from zero to a full-on panic attack is the sight of a piece of furniture that needs to be assembled or a leaky kitchen sink in need of repair. Many years ago, my husband made me promise I would never again attempt such a project alone because my DIY endeavors always ended up costing us more money in the long run than hiring a professional to complete the task ever would. But after watching more than a few popular HGTV shows, I discovered my critical home improvement error: I never used the correct tools. Eventually, I realized that even someone who is all thumbs like me can be downright handy if I just had the right tools to work with.

July 4th is for many a day of fireworks, cold beer, and barbeque. As a national holiday, we remember the founding of our nation in a revolution against tyranny. Most often we impose a surface level meaning of authentic independence. Just because we are allowed to vote and our voice still matters in the voice of this country does not mean that we are free. True, authentic freedom is a matter of heart and soul. Physical sovereignty can always be taken away; however, the conscience is governed by a higher power and thus, even though the body be chained, the interiority of a person can still remain free.



Over these five years, Father Rankin will be the sixth parochial vicar that we have welcomed and he will join the ranks of the good men who have preceded him. He brings with him his own gifts and I invite you to get to know him, his zeal, and his gentle heart. I also invite you to send your prayers with Father Stock as he takes up the mantle of being a pastor now. I pray that he will always know our gratitude for God’s goodness in allowing him to have shared these past two years with us and to know that, wherever he is sent, that the Cathedral parish will always be a home for him.