In the past, the Episcopal Church was not, and even now is not, what American taste particularly liked.
What is at stake in worship is not perfect performance but, by the power of the Holy Spirit, union with Christ in his sacrifice, offering every part of ourselves and our lives to God.
Our highly choreographed liturgies, our rituals of human achievement, may be tinged with failure.
Incense may not be a hill worth dying on, but it is at least a hill worth strategizing for. It is a shot to the gut of comfortable, consumer-friendly religion.