So Long, Farewell

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This month, I contributed to an article for the Rupert's Land News that gives me a chance to say goodbye to the diocese that formed me. You can find it on their website by clicking here. I’ve also included the text below:

It is an interesting time in both my life and in the life of the Diocese right now. At the time I am writing this story, we are in the process of electing a new bishop, and I am 8 weeks from moving from Winnipeg, a place I was born and raised, to North Cowichan, BC to begin a new step on my pastoral journey.

It’s hard to imagine that I began my relationship with the Diocese of Rupert’s Land over 17 years ago. For those of you in the know, I’m looking at you St. George’s Transcona, that means my oldest child is almost 17 years old. Where on earth did the time go? A lot has changed for me over all that time, and being part of this diocese has been an important piece of my growth as a person and as a priest.

My journey began with a chance meeting of a priest in training — a friend of a friend. I had been struggling with my faith for years and decided on a whim to attend this priest’s church. Why? Because I had never heard of women being priests before, let alone one who rode a motorcycle, and so I was immediately intrigued. I think the most appealing part, right from the beginning, was that they allowed me to return to the church slowly, at the pace that worked for me. That is a lesson that I carry in my heart and pass on to my parishes. While it is important to have people come in the door, it is just as important to let them grow at their own pace and not to try and get them to join vestry, or any other committee, on their first day.

What I received at St. George’s Transcona was also provided to me through the Diocese of Rupert’s Land — a chance to grow as a person of faith, as a person of the collar, and as a person on the whole. I acknowledge that this diocese still has a long way to go, but I honestly feel as if it has grown alongside of me. Whenever I tell me story of coming out as transgender to Bishop Don, people are pleasantly surprised to hear that, rather than barriers, he extended me his full support. Most importantly, he allowed me to continue my pursuit of becoming an Anglican priest.

While people have told me of different experiences in various dioceses, the Diocese of Rupert’s Land has accepted me for who I am. At least, those who don’t have kept quiet about it. I have been allowed to experience all levels of diocesan government right from a lay member of diocesan council up to a clerical representative at General Synod. I have helped organize events, facilitate workshops, and head committees. I have learned so much from the people, lay and clergy, in this diocese, and I have gained plenty of experience. The Diocese of Rupert’s Land has helped to shape me into the person I am today.

While I want to express my gratitude   and pen a farewell letter to everyone I’ve connected with through the diocese, I also have a piece of advice to offer regarding a common question nowadays : why should I go to church? Well, if I hadn’t gone to church 17 years ago, where would I be today? Stepping through the doors of St George’s Transcona all those years ago changed who I was; it  changed the direction of my life. I don’t know if I would have regained my faith if that wonderful church hadn’t opened its doors to me. I truly think if that chance meeting hadn’t happened, I never would have rekindled my relationship with God, and I certainly would never have heard the call to spread the Gospel to others, with or without the collar.

Going to church is like going to the gym. You go to the gym to work out your body, get yourself into shape, and increase your bodily health. Going to church is a workout for your spirit, a place to get it into shape and increase your spiritual health. You go to church to reconnect with God and renew your relationship with Jesus. We falter throughout our lives, losing our way, let our faith slip. We are only human after all. But going to church is how we reset our mind, our soul, and our spirit. Through the prayers, liturgy, ritual, and hymns, we can return to God and strengthen our faith.  Church is also where you go to find a community of people who can enrich your spiritual life. It is a place full of people wanting to talk about Jesus and wanting to experience a life of faith together.

Is that why I went to church 17 years ago? Not consciously, but something inside pulled me to church. I stayed because I found what I didn’t know I was looking for — spiritual peace. I’m still here because I want to share what I found with others.

So, as I pack my life up to head west, I have nothing but fondness and love for the people who helped me start my journey, the people who supported me along the way, and a diocese that gave me ample opportunity to flourish.

So long. Farewell. Goodbye. Until we meet again.