I cherish these friends and it was great seeing and hearing them in their church habitat. I even enjoyed a trip down memory lane with the traditional prayer book liturgy.
I grew up in the Episcopal Church, and graduated from a wonderful Episcopal seminary (I am going back for my 25th class reunion in May).
But as much as I enjoyed my visits, I realize I have moved well away from Episcopalianism. Liturgically, it is too formal, too contained, for my taste. And Episcopalians are still arguing about things that are long settled for me (and not arguing enough about other things that very much trouble me).
Metropolitan Community Churches have spoiled me. I am so glad God brought me home to MCC.
I appreciate our diversity–not just racial, gender, sexual, and class diversity (although I truly revel in that), but also our willingness to blend our worship and try new things, and even think new things. And I truly exult in our lack of stiffness.
Don’t get me wrong: I am grateful for all I received from the Episcopal Church (including so many wonderful friends). But Renewal is reminding me: I am in the right place.