This past Sunday I visited an Episcopal church for the first time that I can remember. I had anxiety about visiting. Why? I think I was nervous because I didn’t know what to do during the service. The lovely ladies with me helped me through it with no problems.
It got me thinking: it was different from the more passive services I’m used to attending. Where you can walk in and even sit in the dark sometimes. Stadium churches lend themselves to a kind of passive intellectual exercise.
The service at the Episcopal church was so different. There was so much participation and opportunities for everyone to be seen by and interact with specifically the “pastor”, but also each other.
It really helped drive home the point for me that I had forgotten that worship is celebrating Who has Created us to be in living active relationship with Him and others. Versus the cults of personality that some of us are more accustomed to.
Not to say we should be weird or get legalistic about it. Just to open our hearts to the invitation to more intentionally see and really be present with Him and others. Not only in the buildings where our congregations meet, but in every moment of our lives.