The Episcopal Church Welcomes You, but How?

Recently, in the Episcopalians on Facebook group, someone posted, “So many people are saying that their parishes welcome members of the LGBTQ community "with open arms," and that is wonderful--but what does it look like?”

This brought about many different responses ranging from comments about living in a diocese where the bishop does not permit same-sex marriage to people talking about their churches being Believe Out Loud churches. They spoke about having a rainbow flag, having something in the bulletin that specifically mentions welcoming members of the LGBTQ community, participating in Pride parades, and even have celebrating Eucharist on the street at Pride parades.

The most common response was that people welcomed members of the LGBTQ community much the same way the welcomed any newcomer. Passing the peace, inviting the newcomers to coffee hour, encouraging them to become involved in various activities of the church.

A few people railed against the question for various reasons. They suggested we shouldn’t be differentiating between LGBTQ people and hetero cis people. This is where some of the more interesting discussions took place. It is the discussion about equality and equity.

The person who posed the question mentioned that when a church talks about welcoming young families, they do things to make the young families feel welcome. They have programs specifically for young families like making sure they have a strong Sunday school program and maybe a children’s choir. When a church talks about welcoming the elderly, they talk about ramps to make it easier to come into the church. They talk about large print books. They talk about taking the Eucharist to people in the pews that cannot easily walk up to the altar. Is something like that necessary for LGBTQ people?

I suspect a lot of it depends on the community the church is part of. Here in Connecticut, which has a long history of supporting LGBTQ rights, I suspect most people don’t think a lot about this. Many LGBTQ people seem to feel pretty comfortable attending Episcopal churches in the state. However, there some people who may not feel that way and who may need a little extra encouragement. They may come from other states or other religious traditions that have been less welcoming. They may have scars of rejection from these other communities.

To put it in the context of the bible, in Luke 3:11 John the Baptist says, “The man who has two tunics is to share with him who has none; and he who has food is to do likewise." This is equity, addressing the needs of the people. It isn’t giving the same thing to each person equally, it is giving different things to different people, each according to their need, as described in the fourth chapter of Acts.

Does your church need to do something special to welcome certain groups of people, whether they be young families, the elderly, the food or housing insecure, immigrants, people of color, LGBT people, those with physical or mental disabilities, those whose political beliefs are different from your own?

Perhaps it is best to look at your own community, to see where the needs are.

Compline

It was foggy this morning
as I drove to work
thinking of the fire
that destroyed
a historic church
on Easter afternoon.

The kidney stone hasn’t moved.
The teeth requiring root canals
haven’t ached.
The poison ivy
isn’t itching.
Right now.

With the tasks of the day
mostly done
without enough accomplished
I read compline.

“Grant us a peaceful night”

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The Tailgater

On the slow and winding
backroad
a man in a black pickup truck
in a great rush
to some unknown destination
drove close enough
to the car in front of him
so that a tap on the breaks
if something should unexpectedly
cross the road
would have caused an accident.

Weaving back and forth,
he found a moment
to speed past
in a short section
of straight road
only to wait at the intersection
for the traffic on the main road
as the car he passed
slowly caught back up with him.

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#NaPoWrimo 30: Deer Strike

“Hier hinein?...Man sieht den Weg nicht...Wie silbern die Stämme schimmern...wie Birken!...”

Wandering
in the pathless wood
amidst the silvery shimmering strains
of birches
subdued by ice storms
or boys too far from town
she searches for the deer
(dear?)
that bounced off her hood
on a dark rainy evening
that would have been
a metaphor
if the roads weren’t so slick.

The deer, too,
could have been metaphor
or at least a totem.
When she was courting
she saw two piebald deer
on her way home from a date,
symbols of transformation
and the spirit world.

This evening
she had been driving slowly,
carefully,
on account of the rain.
There was oncoming traffic
so she couldn’t swerve to the left.

The rain had washed
most of the bug carcasses
from the windshield
and the visibility
was as good as could be
expected.

There was no sign
of the wounded animal
besides the smashed headlight,
and the buckled hood
adorned with
bits of deer hair,
as she searched
the pathless wood.

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May Day 1916

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit, and for my Eastern Orthodox friends, Christos anesti! I’ve completed National Poetry month and will post my poem from yesterday later today. It is May Day and the 44th birthday of the health center I work at. The leaves are coming out, some of the seeds Kim planted have come up, and we planted more seeds yesterday.

In the poetry class, I discovered that I can read issues of Poetry Magazine from 100 years ago. The May 1916 issues of Poetry Magazine. Perhaps I’ll read through some of this during the month.

I drink my morning tea, check Facebook, Twitter, and email. Soon, I will shower, go to church and get on with the day.

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