Wamblecropped Wednesday: Extraordinary Ministers of Holy Communion

I think you all can guess that I am not a huge fan of EMHCs. Let me tell you why, though. I guarantee you that this reasoning is not something you’ll find elsewhere.

My parents were both EMHCs for perhaps a year or two, until they changed parishes. This was before my brother and I were able to go to Tridentine Masses on Sundays. All six of us would troop into the church, and my mother would invariably steer us into one of the side aisle pews, and when they went up to get the Communion vessels, she would always make a beeline for the section where we were sitting. I hated this. I did not want to receive Communion from my mother. It was a little less awkward receiving from my dad, but I didn’t really like that either. Seriously, Communion is such an intimate moment, such a sublime thing. We are to die to ourselves and receive “the bread of angels”. How the heck does that happen when your earthly mother or father is Communicating you? Granted, I was an angsty young teenager at the time, but it really felt as if I was being pulled down to earth when I wanted to ascend to the clouds, or, less poetically, like someone had busted in on me in the bathroom. It got to the point where I had to choose between making a sinful reception of Communion, or offending my parents by going across the church to receive from the priest. Receiving Communion at school Masses from my math and history teachers was similarly problematic.

I was guilty about feeling this way, but this led me to investigate the cause of my instinctive distaste for EMHCs in general, and my inherent preference for priests. There is just something ineffably right about receiving Communion from a priest. It’s no wonder. His hands are specially consecrated to do just that. That’s why a traditional practice is to kiss the hand of a priest as a way of showing respect for his unique and wonderful duty and ability, to consecrate the hosts, to touch Christ Himself. EMHCs, on the other hand, are supposed to only be used if there’s a grave necessity. Truth be told, there really aren’t that many grave necessities for extra Communion lines in your average parish. EMHCs are not consecrated, and, in fact, they aren’t generally very well trained either. They often don’t know what to do when Jesus gets carried off by a creep, or dropped on the floor, or fragments.

Really, folks, this whole thing is spiraling rapidly out of control. We see the priest, rightly, as an Alter Christus (an “other Christ”), but your average EMHC is now becoming an Alter Sacerdos (an “other priest”), and that is unabashedly wrong and utterly contrary to all that Church teaching and Scripture have to say on the subject. Abolish EMHCs and bring back the Communion rails, I say! We are all longing for a greater reverence, and the little bit of extra time it will take to have everyone receive from the priest will add on a few more valuable moments of meditation for the faithful. Win-win, if you ask me.

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I'm a traditionalist Catholic attending university at a state liberal arts school. Instead of developing a split personality, I started a blog. My loyalty is to God and to Rome. Here at school in the Commonwealth of Virginia, however, both sometimes seem quite far away...
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2 Responses to Wamblecropped Wednesday: Extraordinary Ministers of Holy Communion

  1. Christine says:

    Although Hubby & I are EMHC’s, I don’t think it’s right for us or us lay folks to take on this responsibility. I know we’re only supposed to be “used” in extraordinary circumstances – which doesn’t happen too often. Sadly, I think more and more EMHC’s are “used” because of lazy priests that want to get this done asap. Another EMCH pet peeve I have is where EMCH’s bless children… when parents push their kids towards me, I just put my hand on their heads & say “Jesus loves you”! I’m a late convert (I was early 40′s), & at my first church only the priest offered communion… didn’t matter if there was 50 people in the church or 500 – he was so traditional.. I loved it!
    Oh yeah, Bring back communion rails!

    • Flos Domini says:

      Oh goodness, yes. I thought it best not to even address the blessing thing because it makes me so angry. It’s not in the rubrics for priests to be blessing people at that time either. I love what you’ve decided to do instead, very clever!

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