Saturday, July 17, 2010

BISHOPS - WHAT ARE THEY GOOD FOR?


Today is the feast day of William White, the 2nd/3rd (along with Samuel Provoost) bishop to be consecrated for the Episcopal Church in the US after the first, Samuel Seabury.

James Kiefer at the Lectionary says:

Before the American Revolution, there were no bishops in the colonies (partly because the British government was reluctant to give the colonies the kind of autonomy that this would have implied, and partly because many of the colonists were violently opposed to their presence). After the Revolution, the establishment of an American episcopate became imperative. Samuel Seabury was the first American to be consecrated, in 1784 (see 14 Nov), and in 1787 William White and Samuel Provoost, having been elected to the bishoprics of Pennsylvania and New York respectively, sailed to England and were consecrated bishops on 14 February by the Archbishop of Canterbury, the Archbishop of York, the Bishop of Bath and Wells, and the Bishop of Peterborough.

I am one descendant of former colonists who is not opposed to the presence of bishops. In fact, I like having bishops as a way of bringing a degree of order to the functions of the church, but I'm quite pleased that in the Episcopal Church laity and clergy have a voice in electing bishops.

A good many gifted bishops with shepherds' hearts serve in the Episcopal Church, and I'm thankful for them. The best of them keep foremost in their minds their positions as servants of the people of God entrusted to their care.

The following passage from 1 Timothy 3:1-10 is included in the readings for the feast day:

The saying is sure: whoever aspires to the office of bishop desires a noble task. Now a bishop must be above reproach, married only once, temperate, sensible, respectable, hospitable, an apt teacher, not a drunkard, not violent but gentle, not quarrelsome, and not a lover of money. He must manage his own household well, keeping his children submissive and respectful in every way— for if someone does not know how to manage his own household, how can he take care of God’s church? He must not be a recent convert, or he may be puffed up with conceit and fall into the condemnation of the devil. Moreover, he must be well thought of by outsiders, so that he may not fall into disgrace and the snare of the devil.

To expect our bishops to be such paragons as described above would be beyond unrealistic. Bishops are, after all, human. The qualities listed by Paul are perhaps ideals for the bishops to keep in mind, but not necessarily qualities by which the rest of us are to stand in judgment of them.

Which leads me to an article in the Guardian by Hywel Williams, titled "Ditch the bossy-boot bishops".

An obsession with bishops is a defining characteristic of Anglicanism, both ancient and modern. Church of England types may be wedded to traditional patriarchy or encouraged by women's rights. They can be Anglo-Catholic, evangelical or liberal, touched with Pentecostalism and keen on charismatic gifts, ensconced in the rural deanery, immersed in the urban mission, or droning on in the Lords. But what unites them all is a preoccupation with the bishop, that ecclesiastical bossy-boots figure who fingers the cross that bounces up and down the heaving and preachy chest. Even dozy congregations can liven up a bit when told that "the bishop is coming".

If what Williams writes is true of the English, then I believe that we are not as obsessed with bishops in the Episcopal Church. Before the start of the Anglican soap opera over the election and ordination of Bishop Gene Robinson, the first openly gay partnered bishop in the Episcopal Church, I hardly paid attention to my local bishop or my diocese except when the bishop visited for confirmations, installations, or ordinations. Much less attention did I pay to the Presiding Bishop. My focus was on my local church, and I expect that for the greater number of Episcopalians, their interest is in the local church, and much of the commentary and controversy in the Anglican Communion swirls about them mostly unnoticed.

What a change took place for me over a period of 7 years. I don't know if I'm obsessed with bishops, but one might easily conclude that I'm obsessed with the Anglican Communion soap opera, for better or for worse. I often look back longingly to my days of ignorance and innocence of it all.

Williams continues:

Many other churches, of course, have bishops – especially the "historic" ones that pretend to be possessed of supernaturally guided lines of direct communication with the apostles. Any one ordained into these organisations has to subscribe to the ridiculous belief that spiritual authority can be directly transmitted by the "laying of hands". Peter and the apostles had this power because they were Christ's intimates. Bishops have it now because they were ordained by earlier bishops. Follow right on to the end of the line and you will be in touch with the first century.

This "apostolic succession" is the Ouija board theory of Christian communication – "Peter – are you there?" – and an absurd basis for any authority. It is nonetheless the only reason why bishops should exist in either gender, and the quarrel about female bishops ignores the fact that it's the office itself that stinks. Serious-minded people who want to get on ecclesiastically presumably cross fingers behind backs when kneeling before a bishop while waiting for a dollop of heaven to drop down.

I do not agree with Williams' dismissal of the efficacy of prayers and laying on of hands associated with ordination to any orders of ministry as ridiculous belief. The power to ordain for ministry is, indeed, passed down through the Christian church over the centuries, or so I believe.

However, I stand with Williams that the claimed unbroken line of apostolic succession is, in fact, a fiction and is rather a very broken line, despite the declarations of the church which most vehemently lays claim to it.

Thus the horror of the members of the Church of England (And - alas! - some in our own Episcopal Church) who view women bishops as breaking the pristine line of apostolic succession is difficult for me to understand. Having said that, I don't question their sincerity or their distress over the prospect of women bishops. Nevertheless, I very much disagree with their views and hold that, as a matter of simple justice and equality, none of the baptized should be barred from any order of ministry because of their sex or their sexual orientation, for that matter.

Thanks to Cathy for the link to Williams' article.

Friday, July 16, 2010

PLEASE PRAY FOR FRAN

From Paul the BB's Oremus post:

I bid your fervent prayers for Fran. She has gone from utter misery through removal of the old gall bladder to.... ongoing misery.
Hospital hostage crisis day 9...
...
No liquids yet, no solids yet, no going home. Praying people unleash your prayers please.

O Father of mercies and God of all comfort, our only help in time of need: We humbly beseech thee to behold, visit, and relieve thy sick servant Fran for whom our prayers are desired. Look upon her with the eyes of thy mercy; comfort her with a sense of thy goodness; preserve her from the temptations of the enemy; and give her patience under her affliction. In thy good time, restore her to health, and enable her to lead the residue of her life in thy fear, and to thy glory; and grant that finally she may dwell with thee in life everlasting; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

UPDATE:From Fran this evening:

Thank you all again. I just took my first sip of water. I have to go slow...I remain optimistic. I thank you for your continued prayers.

Love fran

Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayers for Fran. Enfold her in your healing love and restore her to full health and strength, in Jesus' name. Amen.

UPDATE 2: From Fran:

I just got the word, I am being sprung tomorrow! !! Praise God!

Wonderful news! Please continue to keep Fran in your prayers until she is restored to full health.


UPDATE 3: Fran is home! Thanks be to God, and to all who prayed.

THERE HE GOES AGAIN



From Greg Sergent at The Plum Line:

Vitter is chatting with the folks on Rush Radio in New Orleans, and they're joking around about what they looked like in their younger days.

MALE HOST: I wonder if Senator Vitter is ever going to post, like, maybe the video of the first time he was on the floor of the Senate. If I have to show the way I looked the first time I was on TV, you should do that too.

VITTER: We should go further back than that, how about high school yearbook?

MALE HOST: Oh yeah.

VITTER: De La Salle marching band.

MALE HOST: That'd be cool. Well you know, with Rachel Maddow they had that picture of her...

FEMALE HOST: Looking like a woman.

MALE HOST: Yeah it was really bizarre.

VITTER: [LAUGHS]: Must have been a long time ago.

ALL THREE: [HEAVY LAUGHTER]

Heavy laughter? Hilarious - NOT! As the person who sent me the link said, "Disgusting". However, there may be more than a few yuk-yuks from certain folks around these parts.

Greg says:

Hmm, I guess this means Maddow probably won't be the target of Vitter's extramarital charms anytime soon...

How lucky can a girl be!

Here's the link to the audio in all its glory.

THE LEDET FAMILY - FROM THE PICTURE ALBUM


The picture above is of the Ledet Family reunion - a rabble if I ever saw one. My three rabble brats are at the end of the first row on the right. Their rabble parents are at the end of the last row on the right (not the very last group in the middle at the top). My favorite aunt is right smack in the middle of the group, with the reddish hair, and my mother is in the same row, the third down to the right of my aunt. My great-grandfather was a Ledet from Bayou Lafourche. As close as I can figure, the picture is from the mid-1970s.

As usual, click on the picture for the larger view.

THOSE WERE THE DAYS



Those were the days, my friend
We'd thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance
Forever and a day

We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young
And sure to have our way

La La La La La La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La La La La La
Those were the days, my friend those were the days




Up there is Soldier Boy Tom, who won the Battle of Fort Jackson in Columbia, South Carolina, in just six months. As a reward, the powers let him go home with only the stipulation that he check in once a month for the weekend and for two weeks in the summer for the next 5 1/2 years.

When Tom finished boot camp, the sergeant told him, "I know you hated every minute of boot camp, but, in the end, you turned out to be a damned fine soldier."

The next picture is moi, before wrinkles, multiple chins, and weight gain, prim in my Peter Pan collar. Both pictures were taken circa 1960-61, before we were married.

I've been looking through old photo albums, and you know how addictive that activity can be.

MAXINE FRIDAY

 

 

 


Cruel!

Don't blame me. Blame Ann and Doug.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY - POLITICS

"Politics is like driving a car - D for forward, R for reverse."

From somewhere in the Columbia Free Times.

Thanks to Lapin.

GOOD NEWS FROM THE GULF - FINALLY!


From NOLA:

There was no oil flowing into the Gulf of Mexico this afternoon after BP crews managed to shut in the leaking Macondo well.

Good news! But we can't relax yet.

The company is now conducting a "well integrity test" to determine if the well can remain closed until it can be permanently shut with cement next month.

The test will last anywhere from 6 to 48 hours, during which time scientists will measure pressure inside the well. If pressure rises and holds at 8,000 to 9,000 pounds per square inch, the well could remain closed. If it is lower than that level, however, if will be reopened and oil will be sucked, again, to vessels on the surface.

Low pressures would indicate that oil is escaping through one or more fissures in the well.

BP Vice President Kent Wells said he was "encouraged" by the development, but also trying to remain reserved until the test is complete.

"I'm very pleased that there's no oil going in the Gulf of Mexico, in fact I'm excited that there's no oil going in the Gulf of Mexico," Wells said. "Where I'm holding back my emotion is we're just starting the test. I don't want to create a false sense of excitement."

I remain "encouraged" but "reserved", too, and I'm not "excited", yet.

Still, we face the daunting task of getting all the oil that has gushed for more than 84 days cleaned up from the Gulf of Mexico and the marshes and beaches of the coastline.

ARGENTINA FIRST LATIN AMERICAN COUNTRY TO LET GAY COUPLES MARRY AND ADOPT CHILDREN

From Reuters:

Argentina's Senate passed a gay marriage law early on Thursday following more than 14 hours of charged debate, as hundreds of demonstrators rallied outside the Congress in near-freezing temperatures. Senators voted 33-27 for the proposal, with three abstentions.

"We're now a fairer, more democratic society. This is something we should all celebrate," Maria Rachid, a leading gay rights activist, said as supporters of the law hugged each other and jumped up and down after the vote.

Argentine President Cristina Fernandez supports gay marriage on human rights grounds and is expected to sign the law after her return from a state visit to China. The proposal cleared Argentina's lower house in May.
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Cardinal Jorge Bergoglio, archbishop of Buenos Aires, had raised particular concern about the adoption clause of the bill, saying it was important to ensure that children had as role models "both a father and a mother."

Good news, indeed!

The need for children to have male and female role models argument against same sex couples having adoption rights is unpersuasive and insulting, not only to same sex couples, but to single parents, who often, through no fault of their own, do not have a partner to help in caring for their children. That children have parents or caregivers who love them and attend to them properly should be the greatest concern of anyone who cares about the welfare of children. And what about friends and family members as role models? Children don't grow up in isolation booths.

It's way past time for the Roman Catholic Church, or any church for that matter, to be allowed to dictate what laws should be passed in a country or other political entity.

Thanks to David@Montreal.

GOOD-BYE TO A GOOD DOG


Jonathan (aka MadPriest) and his wife Jane lost their good friend Callum, a noble companion.

Callum was Jane's "once in a lifetime" dog. He was a gentle and loving giant of a border collie, always willing to please and always at Jane's side.

Please extend your sympathy to them at Jonathan's blog.