Wednesday, August 03, 2022
Who Needs Lambeth Anyway?
This week there is a gathering of some of the bishops of the Anglican so-called "Communion" at Lambeth palace in London, and, to put it bluntly, the world does not care.
Despite modern definitions, "communion" should mean either a coming together in unity or a co-union with union or unity being the root of the word.
These days there is no unity in Anglicanism.
It is a classic scandal.
No one wants to admit that schism has occurred. Historians will not even be interested in putting a date on it.
Yet Lambeth, like many curious English traditions, lumbers on, a show with strangely costumed characters in pointy hats milling about oh so politely, engaging in curious rituals, and marching in the odd protest march or two.
So who needs Lambeth? Not us pewsitters that's for sure.
The purple shirted characters are the only ones who need that stage. Everybody else knows how the show will end.
Lambeth exists only to feed the actors sense of self-importance.