True story: When we first started attending, my husband and I had pretty much given up on Christianity. In fact, my husband was agnostic at the time. Anyway, I had read about Orthodoxy and decided to visit. We liked it so much, we just kept coming back every week. However, we were dithering on taking any next steps- even Inquirer's Classes next steps. One Sunday we came late. Late, late. Like, so late it was way past the gospel reading late. We walked into the Narthex. I heard the choir, I saw through the doors and all the way down the aisle to what was going on up at the altar- and my feet would not go further. It was just like that- right then that I knew. Christ was there.
So, yeah. Come to liturgy late.