HERE COMES THE PRIEST
This ought to raise a few eyebrows.
Former Gov. McGreevey wants to become an Episcopalian priest. Then again, maybe this news isn't all that shocking considering the "middle way" views of that particular church.
God knows, everyone needs a place to worship and feel accepted. I always felt comfortable as a southern Baptist, for Christ sake (I say that lovingly, no blasphemy here)!
And I don't have anything against the gay community because my uncle was gay. He, unfortunately, stayed in the closet until he died. He, too, was a practicing Baptist.
As a teacher, he taught me how to appreciate books, art and music, and was more of a father to me than his brother.
Still, I feel a bit conflicted about an openly gay man going into the priesthood.
I guess we don't realize what hypocrites we really are at times.
P.S. My uncle collected figurines like these Royal Doulton's. He thought they were beautiful. My father, who inherited them when his brother died, distributed the part of his collection he couldn't pawn or sell to my sisters and me. Now, we have the expensive dust catchers.
Labels: Baptist, blasphemy, Christ, Episcopalian, gay, hypocrites, Jim McGreevey, Royal Doultons