Today the Presbytery of the Twin Cities ratified Amendment 10A to the Constitution of the PC(USA), opening wide the doors to GLBT candidates for ordination. Enter, rejoice and come in. Today is certainly a joyful day.
And yet, my feelings are mixed. Of course I’m happy that the PC(USA) is moving in the direction of full inclusion. But it makes me a little sad that this didn’t happen ten year ago, before I met Liesl and walked away from ministry, before the trajectory of my calling took this wild and strange detour. Life would have been simpler. I would have a decade more ministerial experience. I wouldn’t be waiting on the Ministerial Fellowship Committee’s glacial schedule.
But I also wouldn’t have learned everything this detour has taught me. I wouldn’t have gone to the desert to find the riches of my non-theistic faith. I wouldn’t have found Unitarian Universalism. My heretical self would have stayed in the closet (maybe).
Emotions are funny things, aren’t they? I want to celebrate, but mostly I’m sad. Grieving losses is a long process. You never know when a piece of your grief will break loose and rise to the surface, where it can melt in the sunlight.
Thank you, Presbyterians. Thank you for the way station you were in my life’s journey. Thank you for helping me move along to where I needed to be. I’m glad that you have made this choice today, and taken a step forward in your journey as well.