I have been purposely pretty quiet the last couple of months. There has been a lot I could talk about but felt it was prudent to be in a time of listening more than talking. In August, the South Carolina Supreme Court ruled in favor of The Episcopal Church in South Carolina but that is far from the end of this journey. I won't go into the details as they are well reported. Here is a local news article that summarizes the last two months in a fair way.
But what I wanted to share today is a dream I had last week. I woke up so filled with joy and hope that it was a blessing during this time of tension. In the dream, a group from Old St. Andrew's (the church that I attended before the split) and St. Francis (the Episcopal congregation that formed after the split) met together to talk. We shared our hopes and dreams for the future and planned how our ministries could support each other going forward. At the end of the meeting, we were so inspired that we decided to break bread together and celebrated Eucharist. (Yes, I am a total church dork that dreams about pop-up Eucharists). I woke up and had that bubbly joy in my heart that makes you want to sing out.
Yesterday a meeting was held to begin mediation between the two dioceses. I don't know where that will go but remain hopeful that in talking to each other, we will realize that through our differences, we will see our commonalities. In 10 years, I hope these church buildings are overflowing with people committed to Jesus Christ, forming new believers, and out in their communities making a difference. I hope that our Camp is filled with a diverse group of children who grow in their love of Christ through games, and songs, and nature. Some may say that I am naive but I dream.