One of my favorite things about Catholicism is its abundance of Masses.

Sunday? Mass.

Feast of St. So-and-So? Mass.

Remembrance of some wonderful event? Mass.

Someone born? Mass with baptism.

Someone died? Mass.

Someone sick? Mass.

Someone acted the fool and hosted a black mass? COUNTER MASS.

A bunch of college students got together to discern their vocations at a retreat? Mass.

Planned Parenthood dismembered children and called it progress? Mass.

New church built? Mass.

New organ installed in an old church? Mass.

Every day in between? Mass.

I truly love that our answer to everything life could possible throw at us is “let’s get together and worship Jesus Christ.”