Primitive Christianity Revived, Again
I have fallen asleep more times than I can remember during worship. The one time it was embarrassing to me was when I woke myself up while in dream-state because I was snoring loudly. It was in a typical liberal Quaker meetinghouse with two sections of benches in the meetinghouse across from each other (no facing benches in modern liberal Quaker meetinghouse fashion) - with about twenty-five Quakers in each section in attendance (about 50 Friends in total). Upon awaking, I was greeted with the smiling faces of Friends on the other side of the room, along with a few quiet chuckles. Startled, I said quietly, "Oh my, I'm sorry; why didn't someone wake me?" One elderly Friend just smiled and said, "Why would we? We thought you must need the sleep, Friend. Go back to sleep."
That's one of those Quaker experiences that endear you to the meeting forever.