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Hey Tumblr--it’s been awhile! Where are all the shirtless guy pics? Awwww. ;_; In happy news, I'm honoured to announce that I have been elected as a Lay Deputy to the 2021 General Convention of the Episcopal Church for the Diocese of Washington!
The Parliamentarian of the House of Deputies gets as bubbly and wide-eyed as I am when talking about Rules of Order and Parliamentary procedure. #kindredspirits
The vote on allowing joint sessions between the House of Bishops and Deputies squeaks by with a vote by orders with only a couple of delegations' margin.
The House of Deputies adopts the resolution calling for providing compensation to the President of the House of Deputies by a vote of 705-120.
The General Convention of the Episcopal Church. I love my church.
Breaking the Tumblr sabbatical to show off my Presiding Bishop Selfie! Had a lovely time at the Consecration of the new bishop of my Diocese of WNC. PB Curry’s joy is infectious! :D
I feel like I’m back on the path to self-destruction again. Please keep me in your prayers. I hope I find the meaning I so desperately need in life soon.
I really wanna hear the story of how you drunkenly dismantled the Anglican Communion.
I was really depressed one night in college and was like “f-it, I’m going to get drunk” so I downed 8 shots of Tequila in 20 minutes. I don’t recall much of that night, but it’s been recounted to me that I came to believe I was the Archbishop of Canterbury and that my good friend was the Archbishop of York, and that I spent most of the evening around the toilet throwing up while sobbing about how the Anglican Communion was falling apart because of me and that I couldn’t keep the African Bishops in line.
I apparently kept calling out “YORK, YORK!” and when my friend finally came I told him that we needed to summon the Anglican Consultative Council to try and restore unity. All of my friends were drunk at the time, including the “Archbishop of York”
I woke up the next morning shirtless in bed with snuff up my nose. Apparently my drunk (but less drunk than I) friends thought that snuff would sober me up, it didn’t work. Everything smelled like tequila for a week and to this day it’s the only liqour I can’t drink :P
I drank a whole bottle of wine by myself tonight for the first time ever. Of course, there was that time I did 8 shots of Tequila in 20 minutes and ended up thinking I was the Archbishop of Canterbury and that my friend was the Archbishop of York and that the Anglican Communion was falling apart because of me--but that was totally different.
is this supposed to be a reassuring truck in the here for you emotionally way or the here to run you over way
Both :/
The Lord greatly helps me in times where I am heavily tempted to be unchaste (ie, when I get out of relationships). When invariably I do get rather silly and think I can find what I had in a relationship by going out and getting into a random hookup, 90% of the time the guy flakes out on me. I’m gonna chalk that up to grace and God saying “nuh-uh”.
designer: lets attach adhesive for people to seal the envelope weird gary: no lets force them to lick it
