Sometimes I do get so heartsick of all the current Anglican manoeuvrings, schemings, intrigue, backstabbing, thinly disguised hate, malice, endless words, followed by endless interpretations full of infinite nuances leading to ever more intractable positions held ever more tightly. And true Christlike love, and Christian discipleship, and prophetic vision, and evangelism, and holiness, and all the important aspects of our Christian walk seem to be so far, far away.
Don’t get me wrong. I am firmly in the orthodox camp in my beliefs, and will not compromise on the essentials of the Christian faith I have received. And I will stand for that faith, so help me God, for however long it takes.
It’s just sometimes, perhaps I feel something of what God feels about all this, or perhaps it’s just me. But that feeling is one of a deep, deep heartsick sadness.
How, Lord, did it come to this?
I shall, God willing, post something entirely different tomorrow for you….