“Christ, in His beauty, draws me to Him”. - Jacopone da Todi
His perfect Sacrifice is the beauty I’m refering to here, not that it’s “beautiful” to see Him on the Cross, broken and bloodied. (Just to avoid any confusion) The beauty of Him, in all His Being, is, dare I say, “irresistable” to those who seek an answer to the mystery of life? Perhaps this is the method by which the Father “draws” those that come to Him? (cf. John 6:44) The Beauty of His Son.
Through the Son, the Father draws.
Just something I’ve been thinking about for a while.
I’ve really been trying to focus on Him in the Mass lately. And I’ve been trying to emphasize, in my attention, the part AFTER the priest says “this is My body... this is My blood.” I’m trying to focus on the part about “Christ our passover is sacrificed for us,” the part where he breaks the bread. Being able to partake of it is icing on the cake... the real miracle is in the sacrifice. Glory be to Him.