I badly sprained my ankle over the weekend. Clearly God wants me to remain immobile and spend more time in front of the computer this week. Fortunately, Rorate is assisting me with these excellent meditations from St. Alphonsus Liguori.
Think back to Sunday Mass yesterday. Were there more women and children present than men? If yes, why do you think that is? Palm Sunday means reading the entire Passion narrative from the Gospel. The parish priest was up there with two women who read the other parts. I can't think of a single time in a Novus Ordo liturgy that even one man besides the priest was there to read the narrative. And there were two altar girls, naturally.
The local young adult group has some nights dedicated to apologetic type talks where we engage Modernism and relativism head on. It's almost always the men who ask more questions and participate more than the women. On nights when they spend the time in Adoration or talking about our relationship with Christ, it's almost always the case that more women show up than men.
It's a pity. Men generally don't have much patience for the "Jesus is my boyfriend" school of spirituality that dominates much of Christian pop culture. Women generally shy away from direct confrontations with Christianity's ideological and philosophical opponents. It ought to be both/and instead of either/or. Most parishes I've attended were decidedly lopsided in favor of women's spirituality and practice, with the corresponding dearth of male presence.
Surely we can strike a happy balance, yes?