I am so thankful for this season in my life in which I love my church home and enjoy corporate worship. There have been times however when I have not wanted to be involved in corporate worship and argued with myself that I was better off at home, worshipping by myself and reading my Bible alone. How foolish. Corporate worship is not about the worshipper, but rather the adoration of the Father. Your individual choice of style revolves around….you. Your prejudices of people and fellow worshippers revolves around….you.
In reality choosing not to engage in corporate worship is an act of worshipping our desires more than the Father.
C.S. Lewis says it this way:
When I first became a Christian, about fourteen years ago, I thought that I could do it on my own, by retiring to my rooms and reading theology, and I wouldn’t go to the churches and Gospel Halls. . . . I disliked very much their hymns, which I considered to be fifth-rate poems set to sixth-rate music. But as I went on I saw the great merit in it. I came up against different people of quite different outlooks and different education, and then gradually my conceit just began peeling off. I realized that the hymns (which were just sixth-rate music) were, nevertheless, being sung with devotion and benefit by an old saint in elastic-side boots in the opposite pew, and then you realize that you aren’t fit to clean those boots. It gets you out of your solitary conceit.