Church music is real. People hug me. This doesn't happen at the grocery store or gas station. At church, people hug, shake hands and stand around and talk, long after the sermon is over. Some hug better than others.
Hugs are very therapeutic.
It tests my faith. Last Sunday I broke a button on my shirt, spilled coffee on my suit, ran out of gas and coasted into a gas station trying to get to church. I felt my faith grow as I realized I left my sermon at home. Sunday mornings are good for my faith. I present my tithes and offerings to God.