Still, a confession I must make.
I have allowed a spirit of bitterness, yea, even of contempt, to enter my heart over a group of brethren.
Though I love and respect many of them individually, I recoil even at the mention of the word “evangelical”.
There, I said it.
The election was but the final straw…this has been a long time coming.
Endless battles over abuse, history, science, and debating mental health issues started my decline.
There were differences in theology and ecclesiology.
The politics just sealed the deal.
I can deal with the foibles of every orthodox sect in Christendom (even the one I belong to) but spare me all that carry the evangelical label.
I have attributed every negative religious connotation to evangelicalism, whether I would say them out loud or not.
In my defense, I would allow that this is not entirely without reason,as noted.
Some sin isn’t without reason, in part.
It is still sin.
For me, it’s not only sin, but a repudiation of some values that I hold very deeply.
I’m an ecumenicist to the core…which is one reason why Anglicanism fits me like a glove.
There is room at our table for all sorts of orthodox ideas to thrive while still being distinctly Anglican.
As Duane recently pointed out to me, he and I have self identified ourselves as “catholic evangelicals”.
It is a broader embrace, but still based on core evangelical beliefs.
I betray all of that when I hold ill will toward any group of orthodox believers.
So…there you have it.
I confess my sin and confess that I’ve played the hypocrite.
I will not not expect forgiveness, but it is welcomed if offered.
I invite our evangelical readers to remind me of the positive aspects of the movement.
I invite them to expect the same respect offered other groups here and contend with me when I don’t.
Confession is easier than repentance…but I’m working on it.
I already made all the applications necessary…