Words From A Strange Place

Sometimes in reading things far from either scripture or the Fathers of the Church we find words which reinforce our view of what Anglicanism means to us. At the moment I am reading Brian D'Amato's In The Courts Of The Sun where I found the following couple of sentences which express exactly what I feel and thing about the current status of classical, prayer book Anglicanism.

"And now I was finally drawing a bead on the little gray personal demons I'd been swatting at for my whole glam-ass life. I wanted the books back. I wanted my beaten, maimed, raped, infected, abandoned, and all-but-deceased culture back, and I wanted it right the hell now."

When I read that, my reaction was "Yes, yes, damn yes!" I realize that there are probably very few outside of those who watched the radical leftists and others who had infiltrated and taken over one after another of the churches of the Anglican establishment and turned them into less than unitarian, universalist camps of pseudo-Christians obsessed by the insanity of the Lesbian, Gay, Bi-and Transsexual agenda.
Instead they seem to think, to believe that we who are the inheritors of the great tradition of the very best of Western, Christian civilization are the strange ones.

But when I turn to the altar, and uncover the bread and the cup to begin those marvelous words at the beginning of all the greater Anglican canons, I feel and know that the doors of eternity are opening and that i stand so close to the wounded feet of the blessed one that I would only have to incline myself only the slightest bit more to actually kiss them. But I have an even greater task to accomplish, that of actually obeying His commandment to "Do this . . ." In that moment and until the ablutions are finished after the blessing, all of my culture and civilization are present - and not to me only.

Am I alone in understanding and wanting this with every atom of my being? I think not; indeed I know not. Our 'Amens' are alleluias and affirmations of the existence of the eternal even here in the midst of unpleasant present. I, and all who worship with me; all those in the very words of that canon "shall be partakers of this Holy Communion . . ." are saying, "yes, Lord; here I am, send me."