Eavesdropping on an Oxbridge compline. The spirit itself requires an architecture, more than an immediacy. Not because the transcendent things are complicated, but because we are. We need to be raised to the condition of our own complexity to stand properly before the sacred. The dark in us illumined, the recalcitrant and sluggish will roused to attention.
This is the truth to much of Orthodox liturgy, I think. God doesn't need the repetitions, the grandeur, the awe-inspiring things. They exist to awaken us, to help us across our half of the bridge to the other place.