Nichethink

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“Well, that's a niche market.” I was checking into my flight in Heathrow and the young attendant asked if I was there on business. “Yes,”

“What do you do?”

“Bishop”

 “What's that?”

 “I oversee some Christian churches,” leading to her final comment. All this in a nation with an established church! 

I have spent a fascinating and productive week at the Anglican Communion Office for the Lambeth (Conference) Design Group. The issues, theological, political, and financial, are not hard to imagine. Nor is it strange that we should serve the Communion on behalf of the Archbishop of Canterbury, the heir of Augustine, Cranmer, and Temple. The committee represents the breadth of the Communion. At the same time, we did our work with various deeper trends rumbling beneath us (like that worrisome supervolcano under Yellowstone). One thinks of shifting social trends in the West and the rise of global south churches, all against the background of the volatility of the world political scene - one thinks of the great world mission conference in Tambaram India in 1938. One such trend is the increasing secularity of the West, of which the opening comment is an example. The very way some naturally think of us, as another consumerist lifestyle option, shows the ground shifting under our feet. 

The Communion matters in our coming to terms with the issues we have before us, but it also matters for the problems only barely visible now, but of consequence for the next generation. The environment and cyber-corruption are obvious examples. But I also have in mind the way post-modern society will come to view the human, the issue of human dignity per se. Already we design our gene lines, freeze the heads of corpses for reattachment, engineer viruses, need I go on?  They say military strategists err by preparing for the last war. There may be something similar in the Church, and so for reasons we do not yet really know we let our networks of fellowship fray at our peril. (An analogy might be heedlessly picking international political fights....).

Peace

+GRS

London Diary I - On Great Global Cities

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Though I lived in Toronto for years, I have been surprised by the sheer diversity of London. Walk two blocks and hear a dozen languages. There is great energy and vitality in the city, and many argue that this is related directly financially and culturally to immigration. See Richard Florida on this, as well as Saunders' theory of the “arrival city,” where upward mobility pulls others up as well. All this is good to recall in a contrary moment in American politics. 

That walk I spoke of ended-up at Marlyebone Street and All Souls' parish. The street is mentioned in “The Wasteland,” soon-to-be-Anglican, T.S. Eliot's great vision of modern fragmentation and alienation. This too is part of the urban reality, and perhaps part of the reason evangelism in great and daunting cities has historically been so successful.  

Once at All Souls' I found a truly global congregation, a reflection of our Communion itself. Here we have a reconciled version of global city life. Thus, it is a sign of the true nature of the Church itself. Of course, in all these aspects, diversity, fragmentation, and “catholic” promise, greater Dallas too may be found. 

Peace,

+GRS

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Complete the Race (II Timothy 4:17)

At the end of our vacation we find ourselves in Chicago for its Marathon weekend (the fastest, I have read this morning, perhaps because it is cool and relatively level). Marathons offer many good things. You can see world-class athletes from places like Ethiopia and Kenya. There is a feel of fiesta with signs by family members, getups by some for-fun runners, and food for sale.

But as I looked out my hotel window at 7:30 a.m., I watched the race of competitors who have lost legs or their use. Wheeling vehicles by arm for 26 miles means serious fitness and determination.

Those competitors were to me, this morning, a symbol of the Church too. For each is wounded. The larger family cheers them on. Each by grace has risen up to run the race. Ahead is the goal, the prize, the welcome home. We find the companionship of Jesus the Lord, there, and along the route too.

Amen.

GRS