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Souls that hurt


Tanzania is over and the damage is done.

Many Gay and Lesbian souls are hurting today. The Archbishop of Canterbury and the Anglican Communion have turned their backs on us, and on our millions of Straight friends. We are humiliated, again. Scapegoated, again. By Christians—again.

True, a couple of bishops have risen to our defense in New York and California (that’s San Francisco, if you didn’t realize). Most have been silent. They probably don’t know what to say, so they’re busy studying the “communiqué” out of Tanzania. Episcopalians like to study things a lot; they find it easier than acting. After all, our Presiding Bishop is a marine biologist with two doctorates.

She says we should “fast for a season.” It’s Lent, of course, but now is not the time to tell hungry, hurting people not to eat. Now is the time to liberally pass out bread and wine. Keep coming, ’cause we’ve got plenty.

What the bishops ought to do is not putting out statements or giving interviews, welcome though those are. Instead, they should everywhere declare their churches open for mass, for prayer and healing, with a special outreach to Gay and Lesbian people. Indianapolis ought to do this, and New Mexico and even Pittsburgh. It is telling that our only defenders come from dioceses with lots and lots of Gay people, and that everywhere else we’re met with silence.

Forget Ash Wednesday. We’re already wearing the ashes of this Church. Every time we come to worship the Church imposes its ashes on us, Sunday after Sunday, year after year.

But God has healing if we but ask him. God loves us abundantly; let Jesus take away your pain.

Now more than ever, it is time for us to act in faith, regardless of what anyone else says or thinks or does. Let us take one act to connect ourselves with God—one prayer, one gesture, one sigh up to heaven. Ask God to be the healing in your life, and then let God respond.

“Take, eat. This is my body which is given for you.”


2 Responses

  1. It just hurts. I’m a cradle Catholic lesbian who’d finally started to find some peace in the Episcopal Church. Individual priests have been compassionate and kind and welcoming (and gay), but now I’m wondering whether the pain in God’s name will ever stop.

    I know that’s hyperbolic. I’m just devastated, and taking myself off to Ash Wednesday service to cry in the back pew.

  2. My prayers are with you, KM. We’re gonna get through this because the Holy One does provide.

    I started to experience healing about an hour ago, so I know God holds our queer selves close. Like a Mother!

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