Just Kidding and some Controversy

So when I posted on Thursday I thought all would be well and I would shortly be seeing again. Turns out I’m still in Matt’s glasses, still basically unable to see very well, still groping my way through life, still waiting for my eyes to unswell enough to put my contacts back in. And this delightful family cold is continuing its way through all four children. A remains the lone standing unsick child (but I’m sure not for long). So we’re not quite back on track.

Despite all this we’re going to pack all of us up and have our Fun Family Day Off Outing be to G’s 4 month Well Baby Appointment (won’t that be fun). And then we’re going to go buy a lot of food because we’re out of everything. It should be a real treat, making our way through Wegmans on a National Holiday with 4 children. I’m sure we’ll come home refreshed and rejuvenated by the solid family together time we’ve had.

Sarcasm aside, I’m really hoping to do some serious writing this week. It occurred to me, on Friday as I was driving out to pick up my poor sick E early from school, that this is an interesting time to be Anglican, and also that I’m in an interestingly precarious position.

For one thing, I’m ordained. I’m ordained in a body that is facing a serious theological crisis on this topic (that’s my own estimation, I don’t see how it can be avoided). Whatever my own feelings about it, the church is going to have to look at WO and deal with it, probably sooner rather than later. And to put it mildly, it’s awkward to be one member causing division in the body. Its not like I can point to other people and say, Oh Look, isn’t it awful how they’re doing that and causing so many problems. I’m part of the problem (sorry for the cliché).

But I’m also wildly conservative. As it stands now I won’t be voting in the upcoming General Election because none of the candidates are conservative enough. And I’m a firm believer in shocking things like NFP and Husbandly Headship, and children being Respectful in All Things.

So on one hand I have the liberals of this world (Hi Liz) thinking, ‘Oh that poor woman. She’s in such an existential mess. She should just chuck that brutal male hierarchy and embrace her true priest self and probably go be lesbian’ (I know you’re thinking it, deep down, don’t deny it-heh). And on the other hand I’ve got conservatives making snarky comments about the impossibility of Women Clergy. It’s a logical impossibility. It can’t be done. And I’m super hypocritical to be conservative on some things and not others. And then there are the three or four people remaining who read this blog for the food and funny things my kids say (actually, I have no idea about how it all shakes out, maybe there are only 4 of you reading period).

All that to say that this is a pretty interesting place to be. And I ought to be writing more, or keeping track of what life is like at this particular moment in time. Someday someone is going to ask me, ‘so, what was it like to be a woman priest in a conservative church with 25 children?’ and if I don’t pay attention now, I won’t have an answer.

So first upcoming thought (maybe even today, but don’t hold your breath because of this wretched shopping), my reaction to this article (HT Jen).