For about the last forty-five minutes those who had been
protesting all week, continued their shouts and chants. “Stop the Harm!” they
said over and over, occasionally punctuating it with “bishop!” or “church!” Stop
the harm, bishop! Stop the harm, church!
One or two kept trying to get more in the mezzanine to join
the chorus and were disheartened that it did not happen. In fat, their numbers
dwindled.
One delegate stood to raise a point of order, only to shout “THIS
ENTIRE GENERAL CONFERENCE IS OUT OF…” but the bishop cut her mic.
Later, a dozen or so folk brought a cross down the middle
aisle of the bar. It was getting near time to adjourn and worship, so it might have
been part of the day. Turns out it was a group of protesters who went-up on
stage to begin a sit-in. At first, the bishop said, “You do not have access to
the stage,” but then said, “You go ahead and take a seat while we complete our
work.”
As we debated one of the plan, a fellow said, “This is the Traditionalists’
exit plan. They want all the assets. Fine! I’ll give them the money if that is
what they want! You can take our assets, but you cannot make me leave this
church.”
And then, as we left, there were police EVERYWHERE! Cars,
vans, busses (to take the protestors away?), officers. What a testament, that
we need St. Louis’ finest to police us because we can’t seem to experience or
express the Peace of Christ.
Lord, have mercy.
Christ, have mercy.
Lord, have mercy.
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