The Sunday Next Before Lent

[poliphilo]

Today's visiting priest was the guy who succeeded me as vicar of St. Anne's. We never had much contact- and I don't believe he recognised me. I wouldn't have recognised him by sight either. It's weird, though, how every priest who has turned  up at St. Paul's thus far has been someone who connects to my past.  Where are all the clergy I don't know? Actually, I think I've worked it out: all the clergy I don't know are either evangelical or anglo-catholic- and so not available to help at a broad church parish like St. Pauls's. 

There aren't that many broad church clergy left these days. The extremes are flourishing, the centre is dying.  "A rotten tree lives only in its rind".

But this suits me well enough.  I love a lost cause. 
 

Comments

[oakmouse]

It's a very adolescent form of religion --- it wants there to be absolute truths and absolute morals and so forth, with no doubt and no ambiguity. People do often grow out of it.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

"People do often grow out of it"

I did. I flirted with it- briefly- in my twenties.

[oakmouse]

Exactly. I know a number of people who flirted with it in their teens and twenties, and then shook themselves and said, "What was I thinking?" and got on with their lives.

We can hope the church does the same.