I served on four: one in my parish in Austin, one in my Cathedral, the other in my dad’s parish and at the diocesan level. Let me tell you. It’s like working for the Legislature. Everyone likes to eat sausage, but, no one likes to see how it’s made.
Everyone coming in seems to be an expert. My best learning experience came from Austin. As the newbie, I was given the Sacrmentary, told to read it from cover to cover, especially the GIRM and then meet with the Pastoral Associate on Liturgy prior to the next meeting for a one-to-one session. I learned a lot. I was also encouraged to read the Constitution on Sacred Liturgy. This actually served me in good stead for my work on the diocesan liturgical commission when I returned home.
At my parish in Austin, I had the mixed blessing of working with the Paulists who, although had somewhat liberal tendencies where the preaching was concerned, but, really loved excellent music (we used the Worship III hymnal and no OCP stuff–all organ music). We also didn’t take any liberties with the rites. Our Liturgist was very keen on that.
When I returned home, I volunteered at our Cathedral (before it became a cathedral) and the pastor (who became the first rector and was also a dear friend) asked me to plan Holy Week for the parish. My friends at my old Austin parish helped me a lot and it turned out magnificent. We also established a rudimentary liturgical committee at the future cathedral. This was a bit of a challenge because no one (outside the pastor and me) had any idea what liturgy entailed. But, with the pastor’s guidance, we managed to get things going.
When we became a diocese, I served on the planning committee for the diocesan Mass. This was worse than making sausage as I went home sick (unbeknownst to anyone, not even the bishop) because the person who chose the music and I clashed. He was heavily into the Bob Hurd/OCP stuff. The music was awful. I chose the readings and the whole thing was out of synch. However, when it came time for us to plan the ltturgy for the Bishop taking possession of his cathedral (the installation/erection of the diocese Mass was at our civic center), things were 180-degrees to the right of what occured at the installation Mass. There was Latin, there was beauty. I mean it was enough to make Benedict smile.
The diocesan liturgical committee meetings were almost as painful as the initial planning meeting for the installation Mass. There was one music minister who had no formal training whatsoever and was not familiar with Musica Sacram, the Constitution, nor the GIRM and had a total disdain for the organ. She only favored the guitar. I had the backing of the initial rector and the initial diocesan director of Divine Worship (a priest with an STD in liturgy) so that helped.
Just make sure that the committee knows the documents, especially the Constitution, the GIRM, Musica Sacram, John Paul’s Chirograph on Sacred Music and Redemptionis Sacramentum. The last document will save you a lot of heartache and prescription medicine for migraines.