Hi, one of my hobbies is attending other people’s religions, so I’ve been to lots of services. I’m a Reform Jew, and the description above is pretty much what we do. I’ll try to quickly summarize some services I’ve been to that haven’t been described here:
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Muslim – this was in a wealthy US suburb, and the congregants are well-assimilated professional people.
The men are in the front, and women have a roped-off section in the back, and visitors are also in the back, next to the women. Everyone wore a lot of clothing. Despite it being warm, the men all had long pants, long sleeves, and jackets or (some of the younger ones) sweat shirts. The women wore long skirts, usually with leggings or slacks underneath, and long-sleeved blouses, often with sweaters and scarves. Sometimes multiple scarves, one around the torso and one over the shoulders. The scarves were brightly colored and festive. No one (including guests) wore shoes. The room is carpeted, and kept clean.
The service started with a brief opening prayer in Arabic, followed by an opening prayer in English. Then there was a sermon (which I found quite interesting and topical). Everyone stood, except for older folks, who carried chairs to whatever spot they staked out. People kept drifting in during the sermon, and it was obviously normal and acceptable to do so. At one point, the women’s area got crowded, and one of the women moved the ropes to give the women more room, displacing a couple of men who had picked spots in the back. There were about twice as many people at the end of the sermon as at the beginning.
Then they did the mandatory prayers. This involves recitations in Arabic, and bowing and prostrating and other physical actions. As I looked at the sea of bums in the air while they prostrated themselves, I realized that the women were separated because THEY wouldn’t want the men staring at their behinds as they prayed. (The men’s faces were down, too, of course. But I’m sure the women were more comfortable in the back.) Only one guy arrived after the mandatory prayers began, and he was obviously late.
Then they had announcements, as people dispersed. I was amused at how many people left in the middle of the announcements.
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Quaker
The room was small, old, and beautiful with lots of dark wood. We sat generally in a rectangle, around a central open space. The pews had some information, including instructions for visitors. It said that the service started with people “centering down in silence” as we collectively tried to experience God and to listen for the “still small voice”. We sat quietly for 15 minutes, then some people took little kids out and a few more people filed in, and we sat in silence for another 15 minutes. Many people closed their eyes. Some sat in postures that I associate with formal mediation. Some looked up, others seemed to be focused inwards. The overall feel in the room was of alertness and expectation. No one napped.
Then a young man behind be stood up. “Welcome, Friends”, he said. One of the people in front brought him a microphone, and he said he was visiting from across the country, and then spoke briefly of community, and how everyone needs community. Two more people got up, waited for the mike to be passed to them, and spoke about spiritual matters. After some time, another two people spoke. Everyone who spoke ended by asking us to pray.
After about an hour the silence was broken, and we greeted each other, and went around the room clockwise introducing ourselves, and several of the members made some announcement (“I’m organizing an event…”)
Then we all went to share coffee and cookies.
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Mormon
The interior of the church looks like a bank, slightly more ornamented than a bank, but all rectangular. The people sit in long comfortable pews, gathered in family groups. There was room for a large choir up front, but those seats were mostly empty. There was a sign listing the songs that would be sung.
It started with some announcements, including some people who had been “Called” to do various things for the community. The leader asked for people to vote on whether the spirit moved them the confirm those calling. Most people voted “yes” and no one voted “no”.
Then there were some brief free-form prayers (as distinct from liturgical prayers that others might know. One was for the current prophet.
Then there was a hymn, and then young men passed around the sacrament – which was a nice sour-dough loaf from the supermarket and little dixie cups of water. This took a long time, and the kids were noisy. Lots of kids had coloring books or other stuff to entertain them. Then another hymn.
Then a guy stood up and gave testimony to his faith, then a hymn that supported his testimony, then another guy and another hymn. They appeared to be random members of the congregation, and not people who were used to public speaking.
After that there was a little more administrative stuff, and we disbanded. No bible readings, nothing that really felt like a sermon, and no liturgy outside of the 4 hymns.
Then they went to sunday school (which I also attended) where they studied a bit of Bible. After an hour of that, they split into mens and womens learning groups, and invited me to join those, too, but I had run out of time, so I went home.
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Buddhist
This is a while ago, in Japan, and I didn’t write it up at the time, so this is less reliable than the others. But we all filed into an enormous room, with the monks wearing saffron robes, and the tourists (lots of tourists, as that’s a common was to interact with Japanese Buddhism) in ordinary clothes. There was a lot of chanting in Sanskrit. Because it was also a Shinto holiday, there was a huge bonfire in the middle of the room, and some prayers (in a language I don’t speak) about that. Then people took turns making small burnt offerings, in metal things. (hmm, there must be a word for that.) Then some more chanting in Sanskrit, and then they passed out cookies and tea, and took the tourists for a tour of their lovely meditative garden.