First, I commend the bishops' choice of New Orleans for the House of Bishops meeting. The theme for the ecumenical prayer service was "Humainity Renewed, Restored, Re-centered in God". The use of the Morial Convention Center as the site of the ecumenical service was symbolic of the partial recovery of the city, because the Center, along with the Superdome were the two largest shelters of misery for those seeking to escape the flood waters. No help came for 4 days. I'm sure you remember the scenes from TV. I have never yet figured out how the press could be there filming the misery, but help was so long in coming.
To make certain that we were there on time, we arrived early at the Convention Center. While we waited for the service to start, we were entertained by a choir singing Gospel music. The white folks in the choir were grooving right along with the black folks. I give them points for keeping up.
As the bishops processed into the auditorium, I had to suppress a desire to stand up and cheer when Bishop Katharine passed. She has presence - a quiet dignity and grace about her - that comes through, literally, in passing.
Bishop Duncan Gray of Mississippi read the first lesson, Zechariah (8:3-13), and Bishop Katharine read the Gospel reading, Matthew (25:34-40).
The invocation and the pastoral prayer were given by Bishop Douglas Wiley and Elder John Pierce, neither of whom were Episcopalians. Black preachers often have a way of praying that draws God and his people into an intimate circle. Bishop Wiley's invocation of the presence of the Holy Spirit, and Elder Pierce's prayer did just that. Both were beautiful, and I experienced the powerful presence of God.
When Bishop Charles Jenkins introduced Archbishop Rowan Williams, he reminded us that Archbishop Williams was the 104th archbishop of Canterbury, whereas Bishop Jenkins was the 10th bishop of Louisiana. A tad more history on the side of the archbishop, no?
Archbishop Williams had toured the Lower Ninth Ward in New Orleans, and thus was aware of the desolation which still remains, for only a very few brave souls have had the courage to rebuild in that area. The archbishop spoke of what we owe to one another. "The bottom line is that what we owe to one another most deeply of all is gratitude - not even respect, not even the recognition of dignity so much as gratitude," he said. "We are indebted to one another. I am indebted to your existence because I would not be myself without you. A community, a society, that can get to that level of recognition is one that lives from a deeper place." He went on, "If the church does not live by thanksgiving, I don't what it lives by." We owe each other, but most of all we owe Jesus Christ - for life, hope, strength, and joy. As Williams said, "We owe Christ big time, as they say."
He said the help to the city was to buy time for renewal, reconstruction, and restoration of the city of New Orleans, to help it once again to become "a place for the people". He quoted from the passage from Zechariah:
"Thus says the Lord of hosts: Old men and old women shall again sit in the streets of Jerusalem, each with staff in hand because of their great age. And the streets of the city shall be full of boys and girls playing in the streets."
He said, "What makes a great, godly city is that it is a safe place for older people to sit and children to play in the streets."
After his speech, the bishops went forward with their donations to Dioceses of Louisiana and Mississippi.
The finale was a musical presentation by the Irvin Mayfield Quartet of a slow "Just a Closer Walk", "I'll Fly Away", and a rousing "When The Saints Go Marching In", which brought out the white handkerchiefs waving in the air and drew folks into the aisles in a second line, marching and waving their white handkerchiefs. I caught a glimpse of a couple of purple shirts in the marching group. I'll wager that this conclusion was unique for a House of Bishops prayer service.
I have tried my best with the quotes that I included, but I do not have a transcript of Archbishop Williams' speech, therefore the quotes may not be exact.
An account of the service and of the news bishop's meeting thus far is in the New Orleans Times-Picayune.
Jim Naughton at the Episcopal Café was kind enough to post this on their website.
I just read your post at the Episcopal Cafe and thought "that sounds a lot like our Grandmere Mimi," imagine my surprise. ;)
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Yes, Tandaina, I'm truly "out" now.
ReplyDeleteMany folks already knew my name, because I have posted comments at EC, and they require a real name.
So, the big question in my mind is "What color were his shoes?"
ReplyDeleteClumber, you old dog, you're going to have to change your ways. You're barking up the wrong tree. They were - Gasp! - black. No more fun. No more red basketball shoes.
ReplyDeleteGrandmere - even though I already knew of your name, you will always be Grandmere to me!
ReplyDeleteLovely piece that brought tears to my eyes.
Thank you so much for sharing this.
Yeah - a very moving report. Thanks, our Grandmère.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right about our Presiding Bishop. If I were into hero worship, I'd choose her. I don't understand how people say such nasty things about her. They obviously have never met her or they have hardened their hearts so completely that they are afraid she might overwhelm them and cause them to lose their bitterness. Their loss.
ReplyDeleteI read this this morning on a link from Jane R.'s. Mimi, or June, or ...well!
ReplyDeleteAh'm not really Gay, darlin; I'm just a lil Metro--jest don see the point of fighting it that hard anyway. Geez! Help! OMG!
I think you've got the greatest theme song from your longtime admirer in Yorkshire, Lamb, and I'm sure the show is going to be a huge success!
Run for Senator against that awful Vitter man! I mean, gracious; keep it quiet sir, or keep it to yourself. Really.
And the taste of the media, my: the Murdoching of the universe. Hallo? Is this still on?
When I saw you on the front page at Episcopal Cafe and and on Fr Jakes I though: Oh, wow. I know her! Kind of. Sorta. You know. I will soon enough. LOL.
ReplyDeleteI am jealous that you were able to attend but I'm glad it was you that was in the same room with Rowan and Iker, and not me. I might have shouted something.
Bp Duncan Grey was the priest of the parish I attended when I was at Ole Miss. I used to know him well. He is a very thoughtful man, given to trying to see all sides of a question and understand everyone's point of view. He seems to have taken on quite a leadership role in the church, of late.
Thank you, Grandmère, for giving us some of the personal flavor of the event. Amid heavy pronouncements and lout hand-wringing, and no end of posturing (are chiropractors thriving in NOLA these days?), it is nice to simply have an eye-witness account.
ReplyDeleteWell, I did quite a bit of celebrity spotting last night. I caught a glimpse of Gene Robinson and -O joy! - Robert Duncan. Duncan is quite distinctive looking, easy to recognize. I could not remember which reasserter bishop he was, so I had to look him up at Clumber's Photoshop. I knew he was SOMEBODY.
ReplyDeleteI'm nearly in the category of a groupie of Bishop Katharine. I picked her out in the videos as the most impressive of the candidates for Presiding Bishop, and I said that at Fr. Jake's. There's proof somewhere in his archives.
Johnieb, just kidding with you. It was your knowing when ladies should stop wearing white shoes. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
As I said earlier in the comments, today was my coming out day.
Dennis, I have heard good things about Bishop Grey.
Thanks all of you for the kind words. Grandpère even read the piece at the Episcopal Café after I told him that the person who edited it worked for the Washington Post at one time.
How did you see Duncan? He's such a short bugger. Um, man.
ReplyDeletePiskie, he is different looking. It's a face that you never forget, but I did forget his name. And he is short.
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