Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Not only was my FB account hacked but my Google and Blogspot accounts as well. And I even had some evidence that my email account was entered. I was unable to access my Facebook account. My own paranoia not withstanding, I finally got the feeling that the attacks were not just phishing that might get some business more accounts to send their Viagra ads to. This just seemed too personal and targeted.
I have never felt that I had anything to hide. I don't own much for people to steal; I don't say things that are untrue if I can help it. If I do, I print a retraction and offer my apology as soon as I find out. I admit to being a bit snarky but it isn't prosecutable---that is until I found an humorous Facebook meme show up in an accusation that I was a bully and not what a priest should be. I have not only been stunned by this act, it has brought on several severe health issues for me. (Dang, getting old is a pain!)
What has our church come to? What kind of powers are so afraid of a funny exchange on fb that
My readership has been fairly large since my I started blogging in 2003. It has brought people together from around the world to discuss the meaning of Church, not just Episcopalians or Anglicans, but those who embrace faith in the God who loves. Some are not Christian and some are not even believers. There are several members of both the House of Bishops and the House of Deputies that follow this column. Sometimes they disagree with me and that is exactly the purpose of writing--that the conversations go on and that we grow by sharing and critiquing the stuff I air here.
All those years that I stayed closeted to keep others comfortable in not knowing I was lesbian made me aware of just how 'bent' I had become trying to deny the Truth of myself. It had nothing to do with what was going on in my bedroom because nothing was. But the fear kept me from knowing the freedom that Christ's love blessed me with. As I began to
The same thing goes for the Church. When we as Church function behind closed doors, when we become cliquish, when we have to remain quiet for fear of others pointing to our freedom calling it license, then we are not living into the love God has heaped upon us. When we try to make Church 'comfortable' and appealing to those who wish to ignore the rights of others, we are betraying our Baptismal vows.
The Christian life is not meant to be easy. It isn't meant to be peaceful. It is meant to be truthful; it is meant to be holy; it is meant to be self-emptying.