St Barnabas Catholic Church

come support this church. always good to pray and get blesings from your man above, he always has your back when you have a bad day.

Was an altar boy here. Cool folks like the venerable Fr. Fifel whose vestments weighed more than he did. Fr. Lessor was awesome (think he made bishop by now). Msgr Kennedy was kinda lame. Played some guitar at services with Mr. Deracotti. Attended a wedding and had to go to confession at request of the bride/​groom. Got to use the line, «Forgive Father, for I have sinned. It has been over a decade since my last confession» and told him about my viewing porn and extra martial sex.
Now the clencher… served holy f-​ing Mass with the now-​defroced and deceased child molester Ted Llanos. He moved to Seattle, worked at a Borders and decided to OD on sleeping pills and put a plastic bag over his head. Well, he’s either in puratory or hell, since suicide is a disqualifier for admittance into heaven. Oh, wait… being a child molester is probably a disqualifier too.
Haven’t stepped foot in the place since ~1995…don’t really condone church leadership (aka Asshat Mahoney) that is aware of child molesters in thier ranks, yet transfer them from church to church. If I were God it that shit happened in my church, I’d be delivering some holy smackdown. Lightning, frogs, boils, pillars of salt… that sort of thing.
Supposedly have a first class/​degree relic in the altar (IRCC), but I’m not entirely certain, but I thought that was cool when I was a D&D playing teenager.

I went to mass here. Completely modernist. Want to know why so many catholics are leaving the church… go to mass at St. Barnabas. I don’t blame them.
There is a wonderful allegory by Plato called The Allegory of the Cave. This mass is a mere (very poor) shadow of a traditional (latin) mass.

Came here for a wedding, and a nice Catholic church in the old ‘hood of LB.
A little dated, but well kept and well maintained. Small parking lot but ample street parking in the surrounding neighborhoods.
The singer was amazing and the priest, who is from NYC, was actually pretty funny.
It was a traditional Catholic and beautiful wedding ceremony.

A very nice church! This church is so close by my place and I always attend mass on Sundays with my grandma.
Attend church at 9 am and you will like it! The band, the choir, and the altar servers are very organized!

Beautiful church and community of people.
If you are looking to enroll your child in Sunday school, you can ensure they will receive a rich and thoughtful education here. Rita Coffey, the director, is amazing.

I was baptized in 1982 at St. Barnabas Church. As for the choir, both Sr. Bernice, and Minh were great directors. Kathleen Sullivan is the current director and she works really hard to keep the womens choir up to par weekly. Every year the Christmas Midnight Mass is guaranteed to be amazing! So definitely check this church out.

At the risk of creating a mortal sin, (don’t collect $ 200 dollars and go straight to hell) I just have to write a review about St. Barnabas Catholic Church. My experience was a mixed bag, more so than a «white elephant» grab bag at Christmas time at my cheap ass brother’s house!
Ok, Ok… I know your thinking what can a republican, card toting NRA member, capitalist, anti drug, closeted homo know about religion? As a proud catholic who practices on a regular basis, I have less sins to confess than Father Mahoney during the Lenten season!
Where can you go in this day and age where time stands still? Where the old ways and traditions are still invoked? The mass is exactly how it was when I was a young boy. It feels like home here. The icons, the incense, the confessional boxes and the high alter all are catalysts that transport you into a different realm, only if even for an hour.
I soon however made several interesting discoveries at this church. I get there ½ hour early to mass to pray and meditate. There wasn’t anyone there? I mean even at 8:50am, mind you mass was at 9:00am! All the sudden about 8:56am the people came pouring in! Stragglers and late attendees get a venial sin! and must say 20 «hail Marys» kneeling on rice!
The demographics is mostly Hispanic with Asian and a few token white people… i.e. me. The church is a modest chapel where you can pray with the common folk, no fan fair. You don’t need to wear Prada here, they would only think it was some pagan saint you pray to and lament. Hmmm, St. Prada??? I think I’m onto something?
Everybody knows the choir makes or breaks a church… here it’s like watching a train wreck. The choir tanks!!! They blend baptist new age songs within the mass? WTF???(stands for what the F@$#!) Where are the Latin hymns, the traditional psalm? When was Micheal W. Smith considered catholic repertoire?
Then the last song of the mass, the choir leader –who was actually a clone of Joan Biaz and Jimmy Buffet lead the exit song with her guitar and bongo drums (folks anytime you have a guitar and bongo drugs at mass, it ain’t going to be pretty). She actually said «When I cue you (the congregation) you make a letter „L“ with your hands and shout Yes Lord!» WTF!!! I thought how I can get the hell out of here quick.
But all that being said, I will still go here to celebrate mass, I mean God rocks! Even with all the idiosyncrasies of melding old world catholic traditions with a new-​age tree hugger as only California can do… this church will leave you longing to come back. The people are friendly, the priests are humble and the atmosphere is calming.
All you guys who think that the church is a dying relic, a dinosaur, and on its way out, think again. The traditions and old ways of the church are alive and well at St. Barnabas! So what are you waiting for? Go to mass (unless your a Muslim terrorist, a socialist, or you think the «Octomom» is your answer to alternative birth control) and tell Father Gonzalez the «gay jock» sent ya!