The imagery of sacrifice. I’ve been caught up, and still struggle with getting away from the party aspect of university life - the message of sacrifice helps me to give up this sinful, albeit fun and pleasurable lifestyle. It also reminds me that it is because of my sins that Christ died, and being pulled into Calvary through the solemnity and prayers of the mass, I realize this most fully.
But most of all, it’s the solemnity. The Classical mass is the highlight of my week, all the formalities, all the prayers, blessings … “the smells and bells” if you will, do an excellent job of separating this event from the rest of my mundane life. Everything from the Latin, to the priestly garb, brings about a strong sense of other-worldliness that I can’t find anywhere else. When I enter into the prayers of the mass, for me, it as if I am truly entering the liturgy of heaven. In other words, it helps me to realize the mystery that is before me.
I go to mass to be reminded of Christ’s sacrifice, my own mortality, and the promise of heaven. Nothing better communicates this to me, then the mass of all ages.