In the spring I began serving two days a week at the Mass at Holy Family Parish. Since the Traditional Latin Mass started in September, I've been helping to set up for Mass and getting trained to serve.
Tomorrow I'm scheduled to serve at the traditional Mass for the first time. I'm nervous--probably not in a bad way, but nervous nonetheless. Please pray for me.
Update (21 November): I was very, very nervous and fumbled a few of the rubrics, but it went okay. Better than okay, actually: it was the Mass, which is an awesome event no matter what the server does.
I heard that someone I know who has also been serving at the Traditional Latin Mass wanted to know if anything he got wrong could invalidate the Mass, and he was relieved to be told no. Validity is the priest's responsibility, and we servers are there just to help. Whew!
Next time will be easier, I'm sure. And the time after that, and so on. That's the beauty of a set liturgy, that over time it becomes familiar to the point where we no longer need to concentrate consciously on what is supposed to happen next, and the ritual wafts us to a higher place. This transcendence suggests to me a reading of Ephesians 3 that hadn't occurred to me before. Imagine St Paul praying "that you, being rooted and grounded in love [that is, in the Eucharist!], may have power to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ which surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled will all the fullness of God" (3:17b-19). Amazing, eh?
It's also good, it was suggested to me, that the complexity of the Traditional Latin Mass reminds us servers we really can't manage it own our own; with the simpler rubrics of the Novus Ordo, it's perhaps easier to fall into a sense of self-sufficiency instead of remembering that everything good we accomplish is achieved through God's grace.
It's been a blessed day. Thank you for your prayers.