Back on Baffin Island, I attended a unique church service on April 26, 1987 in Iqaluit. You hear everything from the church bells to the music to the lyrics of the psalms and the sermon in Inuktitut. What I found most remarkable was how the kids were able to just act like kids throughout, running up and down the aisles, playing, and making plenty of noise. Nobody minded or was in the least bit distracted. I'm not usually a churchgoer, but I found this really fascinating, enlightening, and pleasant.
