I’m feeling very Episcopalian lately. It all started when I decided to accompany Wil to Kanuga for The General Synod meeting this past week. After mispronouncing the word “synod” more then 10 times, I was pretty much expecting the whole thing to be somewhat boring and pretty much a chance for me to take a hike and read while Wil did workshoppy stuff.
As most of you know, the Episcopal Church in South Carolina was a hot mess when we moved to Pawleys. Since we weren’t moving unless our church was staying with the national church, I was given time and motivation to figure out exactly what it meant for me to be Episcopalian. In the past, these thoughts centered around the Holy Trinity, specifically Jesus, and what season we were in and why. When you are faced with the human side of church, the morals and the rights and wrongs, it becomes a whole different beast. I find myself becoming more and more proud and honored to be Episcopal. Moving into a hornets nest of sorts made me realize how much I really do want EVERYONE to have the same opportunities in my church. Everyone. No exceptions. No grey area. Everyone. I want other people to be as confused as I am about their faith, about the “costumes” my husband adorns, and those Bible verses. I also want everyone to be able to experience a healthy church family and the joy that comes with each celebration.
After mustering up all my extrovert-ness, we mingled and listened to people discuss issues and joys in the Episcopal church. One of my favorite parts was when we sung the hymns at the opening Eucharist. There’s nothing like a room full of clergy singing very confidently to warm a soul. Another favorite part was the late night chats on the side porch of the Inn. That’s when the real bonding happens. To have Bishop Charlie vonRosenberg on our team should make all of us happy. He and Annie are two of my favorite people and they exude all that I hope Wil and I can be as we age as a clergy family.
I came away from General Synod feeling lighter, stronger and more connected to not only Wil but the decision I made 10 years ago to become Episcopalian.
The whole time Wil and I were at Kanuga, the girls were being loved on by grandparents. They were spoiled and adored as they should be. It made it hard to come back to the realities of everyday life but being at the beach in the summer made the transition so much easier.