For eight years I have entirely avoided the topic of abortion in the pulpit. But this week, in our state, the theological got political, and it got dangerous. This week I worried that my silence on the issue is complicit.
There aren't too many perks to being a bishop in The Episcopal Church. Sure you get a fancy hat, a nice ring, and a salary that's on the upper end of the clergy scale. But unlike their counterparts in England, our bishops don't get a palace or a seat in Parliament. There are even fewer... Continue Reading →
On paper, it may look like the Communion is made up by a series of agreements about meeting together. In fact, we are tied together by common prayer. You can huff and you can puff, but you're going to have a really hard time blowing that house down. We are in deeper communion than any single meeting could ever undo.