The Anglican Scotist dies
We note with sadness the death of Todd Bates, who blogged under the moniker Anglican Scotist. Further information is available here.
We note with sadness the death of Todd Bates, who blogged under the moniker Anglican Scotist. Further information is available here.
Crosnier de Ballaistre said that “it became very clear that we needed to put in place some procedures and policies” after her office received an invoice for $160,000 for cathedral reconstruction work done by a group of architects. No one at the Episcopal Church Center knew that the work was being done, she said.
Anglican Mainstream, contrary to its moniker, is a blog that comes from the right side of the spectrum. Funny enough for a blog, it does
On the opening day of a three-day meeting the Executive Council received a report on the Diocese of Quincy.
The Archbishop was discharged today from St Thomas’s Hospital in London. He was admitted in the early hours of Thursday morning 26th May. Further examination two days later revealed a ‘nasty appendix’, and an operation was carried out to remove it on Sunday 29 May. There was a resulting infection from the toxins of the appendix.
Question of the week at Church Times: Has the Ordinariate inflicted “ecumenical damage”?
What if TEC was in a Commonwealth country?; breastfeeding and perceptions; exposure to anger and thinking; the worms of hell; ethics and Challenger; ethics and elevators; carbon tax in Australia; evironmentalists murdered in the Amazon; FRB-Richmond and gay pride
That’s one of the things people love about a church – it doesn’t move. It blooms where planted and, long after it has ceased to be fruitful, stays planted. ~ Will Willimon
If 80% of the public believe that a supporter of gay rights is qualified to hold the highest judicial office in the land, then which other roles in society can gay people be excluded from? Needless to say, Protestant church leaders on the basis of their “Christian values and beliefs” opposed the nomination.
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