FYI: I’ve discovered that wi-fi access for
my laptop is extremely spotty in the convention center. So much so that my hopes of posting these blog
posts in a timely manner have been dashed nicely. So I’ll put these up as
quickly as I can each night. However, I’m in central time now, so I’m an hour
behind my readers in York County and elsewhere on the East coast. If I post by
10:00pm (hypothetically) locally, it’ll go live in York at 11:00pm, likely
after most folks are off to bed.
My day began
with word that Delta Airlines had some manner of catastrophic failure of their
computer systems. So I began with a prayer of thanks that it did not interfere
with my plans. My flight into New Orleans last night was on Delta, so I dodged
a bullet.
The view from my room on arrival.
I went from
there to a brief visit to the famous (or infamous) French Quarter. As a first
time visitor to The Big Easy, this was a treat. I wandered about for a couple
of hours in 90+ degree heat, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells of this
place. I was astounded by the variety that saw around me. Every building was of
a different design, some French, others Spanish, some old, others modern. Every
block it seemed had a park with a fountain or a statue of some historical
figure.
Some of the sights of the French Quarter
I found a
reasonably inexpensive Cajun bistro to eat lunch and had a wondrous meal of red
beans and rice. I’d read in several places that, according to tradition, red
beans were cooked and eaten on Monday because it was an easy meal to prepare
while other tasks, laundry in particular, were done. I decided to not buck this
long standing tradition in my efforts to embrace this place. As they say, “when
in Rome…” or in my case, “when in New Orleans…”
Between
Orientation and our opening worship, I went looking for people I knew: folks
from my old synod of WV-WMD, people from seminary, and anyone else I might run
into. I managed to see several old friends and two of my most beloved seminary
professors (now enjoying well deserved retirement), Dr. Gordon Lathrop and Dr.
Timothy Wengert. (I’ve since learned a third prof from LTSP will be here:
Dr. Paul Rajashakar, who taught me
Systematics.)
Worship
began next in the Great Hall, which was aptly named. The space was huge and it
was filled with the over 1,000 attendees of this assembly. Streamers of red
heralded the entrance of the gathered episcopacy of the ELCA; all the Bishops
and Synod Vice Presidents processed into the worship space together.
The Bishops gather around the font
The
“chancel area” was marked by a screen that shifted images periodically
throughout the worship service. One of the images stood out to me: what seemed
to me to be a nebula star field. That image stuck with me. God is god of the
universe, even across the vast stars and galaxies.
The starfield is somewhat visible in this shot.
Presiding
Bishop Elizabeth Eaton ran with that theme in her sermon. Preaching on Luke 4,
Jesus’ first sermon in Nazareth, she pointed out how we so often forget that
God is not our exclusive property, but is God of all things and all people. It
was a powerful message for a church denomination that is the least ethnically
diverse of any denomination in America.
Dinner
followed thereafter and I joined with my friends from WV-WMD, including a
lengthy conversation with Bishop Matthew Riegel regarding some of the upcoming
memorials and resolutions. Of particular interest were the memorials on gun
violence and on divestment of our moneys from fossil fuel stocks. Bp. Riegel
made a persuasive argument (he’s good at that) for modifications to these
memorials and I am eager to support any effort he might make later in the
assembly in that regard.
The first
plenary session followed after that. Most of this was, to be blunt, boring
preliminary business. Approval of the rules, approval of the agenda,
instruction on how to use the voting machines, quick primer on Robert’s Rules,
and an introduction to two of the biggest items before the assembly. The first
is the proposed change to the cumbersome lay roster of diaconal ministers,
deaconesses, and associated of ministry into one unified roster of ministers of
word and service called simply “deacons.” The other was a preliminary report on
the Always Being Made New capital campaign, which appears to be doing
swimmingly at its halfway point.
The first
ballot for the ELCA Vice President followed. Like bishop’s elections, this
election will take place via the complicated process known as the
“ecclesiastical ballot,” taking several runoff votes until the field of
nominees is narrowed down to one person. The VP is a lay person serving for a
term of six years. The first ballot, which served as a nominating ballot, was
conducted.
Our evening
then concluded with brief worship and dismissal. We headed to the shuttle
buses. I had been invited to an after-party of sorts in Bishop Dunlop’s room,
but after discovering two nasty blisters on my feet from my day, I decided to
retire. Walking on those the rest of the week will not be fun.
I’ll post
day two tomorrow evening. God bless.
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