The first in a series outlining why my family and I believe it is time for us to leave the Episcopal Church
Part 1: My background in the Episcopal Church: A Hebrew of Hebrews (with all of the pride that St. Paul infers going along with that)
The information quoted below is from The Huguenot Church, organized as the French Protestant Church, Charleston, South Carolina, in their service bulletin for the Commemoration of the Three-hundredth Anniversary of the Revocation of the Edict of Nantes, April 21, 1985 (Huguenot Society President in 1985: Theodore Guérard, my father):
The H.M.S. Richmond
In 1679 René Petit, King’s Agent in Rouen and Jacob Guérard, a gentleman of Normandy, petitioned the Privy Council of England to transport foreign Protestant families to one of the English plantations, preferably Carolina, to establish there the manufacture of silk, oil, and wine.
This petition was referred to as the Carolina Proprietors and with their approval went next to the Lords of Trade, where, finally, probably due to Ashley Cooper’s membership on the Board, it was accepted by the King in council. The venture, therefore, received the personal approval of Charles II.
Accordingly, H.M.S. Richmond sailed from England December 19, 1679, bringing to Carolina the first contingent of the Petit-Guérard Colony and landing them at Oyster Point, Charles Town, in April of 1680.
Early records show that the following individuals and families were among the passengers on the H.M.S. Richmond.
Number of Famillies
. . . . . .
P. Guérard of Normandy with his Famillie
The French Huguenots, of course, soon became
Anglicans.
I was
- Born into the Mother Church, St. Philip’s Charleston
- Received the sacrament of Holy Baptism “In the Name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost. Amen.”
- Confirmed by Bishop Gray Temple
- Went on youth retreats at Camp St. Christopher
- Had weekly EYC combined with St. Michael’s (where my mother’s family attends, and where my sister now goes, having married into a St. Michael’s family – ah, the rivalry!)
- Had pre-marital counseling at The Falls Church (the only church in the D.C. area that the rector at St. Philip’s would accept as providing proper counseling – at the time I had no idea why he was so adamant about this)
- Married (by the 1928 Prayer Book, of course) at St. Philip's (and finally lost the "Guérard" which no one outside of Charleston could ever pronounce or spell)
Father, uncle, cousins were senior wardens, vestry members, etc., etc.
Remember vaguely hearing discussions among the “grown-ups” about
women’s ordination, but everyone seemed to agree that it was nothing to worry
too much about in Charleston
Attended church intermittently in the D.C. area (yes, basically a C&E Christian, although I had discovered
C.S. Lewis in 8th grade, so hope remained)
Moved to southern California, opened the phone book to find out where the Episcopal Church was in Carlsbad (because I figured that would be a good place to meet people), saw
Holy Cross “a mission church” (what’s a mission church? I had
no idea), saw
St. Michael’s By-the-Sea (founded
1894) and thought,
well, that sounds like the
closest thing I’ll ever get to a Mother Church here.
We went to St. Michael's our first Sunday in California and continued for 14 years. God led us there, I am sure. And God softened my heart there as well to His Word.
It was
my first Anglo-Catholic church, but still familiar since there was the
Book of Common Prayer - even if we did have Communion every week and say the Nicene Creed (all 1979 prayer book innovations, in my opinion) and use incense, unlike growing up with Communion once a month and the Apostle’s Creed in the weekly Morning Prayer service (and
no incense, please).
Fr. Neal Moquin, the rector, is a graduate of Nashotah House and a
Forward in Faith priest and the curate,
Fr. Doran Stambaugh, also a Nashotah House graduate, was ordained by Bishop Keith Ackerman (Quincy).
My husband was received into the Episcopal Church by
Bishop Gethin Hughes (now retired, San Diego) and our son was baptized at St. Michael’s. I have served on the Altar Guild and the Vestry, gone to the Mom's Group, the Women's Book Group, the Lenten series, been a delegate at two diocesan conventions, etc.
And I have felt the Holy Spirit there truly, in the people, in the place, and in my heart.
So, why leave and why now? Ah, that's
Part 2.