I think the most powerful element about the act of worship is that it pull us to a place we’ll call home. In a disorienting world, we are drawn to a center, an essential reality, that keeps us tethered to things that are true, and right, and lovely, and pure, and good.
Placing God at the center of our story, as He stands in the grand Story, makes the daily plot make sense. As in Celtic spirituality, we live in the joy that no matter where we wander, Christ is our home. Living in us, He Who is our home enables us to always find our center. This is hope and peace to me.