As I’ve noted in other posts, for some years, I worshipped among the Anglicans. I did so in a place called the Anglican Diocese of New Westminster, where a certain Michael Ingham is the Anglican Bishop, and where same sex “marriages” are blessed, and belief in the uniqueness and divinity of Jesus Christ are not mandatory requirements (among other things). GKC’s apparent feeling for the US Epicopalians would, I suspect, apply quite well to Ingham and his minions

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Since I’ve come back home, there have been, and as far as I can tell, will long continue to be, many Anglicans on my prayer list. These are people of courage, struggling against great adversity to cling to the truth that they have. Do I slip in a prayer that they may one day come to the fullness of the faith? Of course, because I want the best for these fine people.
That being said, there have been occasions where I have been rather pinned down concerning the goings-on I witnessed among the Anglicans in these parts. Where I was called to candour in response, I was candid, and I suppose some of what I said could be interpreted, out of context, in a manner that supports the use of the word “despise.” But that would be wrong. Make no mistake. I will have absolutely none of some of what the local Anglican heirarchy is promoting. But having none of it is not the same as despising the people.
What we need to bear in mind, it seems to me, is that when we talk about things Anglican/Episcopalian, we have to ask, which Anglicans/Episcopalians, and in what setting? Right here locally I know Anglicans who would indeed fit the description of the Sister who described them as “our closest relatives.” And I also know blatant, neo-Gnostic, apostate pseudo-Christians who bear the same denominational label. It’s all a bit confusing, actually.
Blessings,
Gerry