Bishop Alan Scarfe, Diocese of Iowa
The cost of discipleship was written over every one of the bishops’ faces at the end of the day yesterday. Whatever one’s vote for or against deposition, nothing could hide the sadness or the effect of churned stomachs. There is no joy in discipline, and whether we agreed or disagreed about timing, or procedure, or even appropriateness, neither could there have been any doubt that this action was coming. I could not help contrasting however with the holy moment when the Bishop of Rio Grande in New Orleans took his life decision into his own hands and read his letter of resignation. He received a standing ovation for his courage and conviction, and once again there were few dry eyes in the House.
If people want to deal with the House of Bishops at a distance, we are easy targets. In some ways we stand large and can seem remote. Our decisions can readily be cast as following some kind of agenda. Often of course it is the unconscious agenda of the critic in a strange reversed way. If, however, we want to deal with bishops as sisters and brothers in Christ, who are as strangely in awe of their calling and responsibility as any human being would be, then it might be understood when I say that this is a group of people who genuinely have respect and love for one another, and an acute sense of bringing their people with them into Council. This is so especially as we handle difficult decisions about one another. We anger each other, but we have learned to let grace handle how long we hold onto it.
I find this especially evident at the Eucharist. There is an intimacy about our daily celebration of what our lives are all about in the proclaiming of Christ’s death and resurrection. The singing is superb, the choices of music and words often so appropriate that I wish we could bring home such immediacy of worship relevance and duplicate it more frequently. The sermons and meditations of the Presiding Bishop and chaplains hit deeply home. God’s transforming power never fails us.
On another level, I must admit that last night I indulged in more than a small bit of bishop envy. I was not alone. But what a magnificent Church Center the Diocese of Utah has built for God’s work in the heart of Salt Lake City. It has given the Church a visible presence in a strategic place. They have turned God’s blessing in transforming old treasures (one sold hospital) in to a fine ministry center (a well deployed endowment). The Bishop took some credit for the interior details, though the staff also had input into their work spaces. Bishop Irish said that she believes that beauty opens up the human spirit, and helps make us more creative in the Spirit’s possibilities. Her ministering environment certainly fits that philosophy. The Diocese offered us wonderful hospitality, with staff and church members leading us around the center, as well as serving us food and drink. It came at a grateful time reminding us all that God’s purposes are always worked out through earthen vessels, which is why we are grateful always for the prayers of God’s people who know that, as this week’s collect has been reminding us: “without you, O Lord, we are not able to please you, mercifully grant that your Holy Spirit may in all things direct and rule our hearts, through Jesus Christ our Lord….”