Worship begins as I close the door of my home. On my way, I pray for my church, the minister and for those who worship far and near. Before I enter the House of God, I pause for a moment that I may cast off and leave outside the things and thoughts unbecoming to a child of our Heavenly Father: hates, grudges, fretting, worldly cares and sinful thoughts.

    The moment I enter the door of this sacred house I cease all conversation. I come in silence for great things arise out of quietness and minister to me and to those about me.

    I join in the singing of hymns. I think about the words of the song and let their meaning and spirit go down to the very roots of my soul. As I lay my offering in the plate, I say a prayer of thanks for my money, and I ask God's blessing on its use here and in the uttermost parts of the world.

   As I listen to the minister as he preaches from God's word, I seek to apply his message to my life, and I pray for him as he preaches.

   As God's invitation is given, I pray that his Spirit's call might receive a ready response in the heart of the unsaved and weary in spirit. I rejoice and give thanks as they take their stand for Christ.

   No wonder that, as I turn homeward after the service, I have that peculiar feeling of those who have worshipped deeply, helpfully.

--Copied from the back of a Cathedral Press worship bulletin