If only more Catholics raised in the 60s, 70s, maybe 80s understood what actually happens at EVERY Mass, they'd re-think how they spend their time griping and pining away for "peace" somewhere else.  Searching & searching, like the rich man who went away sad.

At EVERY Mass we witness our own redemption, as Jesus's own gift to His Father becomes truly & really present to our senses & our faith.  His entire life becomes present to us.   It's there in the Mass that we can "love God beyond reason" (beyond our intellectual reach).  

"Lord my intellect can only get me so close to you because it's really puny and full of prideful ideas (many selfish ones, if I'm honest), and I want Your help to get me closer."

We need to learn how to attend Mass well, as if it's our first Mass, our last Mass and our only Mass. 

These 'wanderers' remind me of the Jewish people, always looking elsewhere..."no, I had a different savior or way in mind..."

Always looking elsewhere, but always sad in a way.