Thursday, November 15, 2007
Padre Mickey Gripes About Unkind People
During my first year of seminary, we Juniors were informed that we would have to participate in the Intersession which took place between the first and second semesters. We were encouraged to take a class with a title like Multicultural Experience. One of the Seniors said, "Is Michael Dresbach taking that class? He is a multicultural experience!" I am of Celtic, Angle, and Saxon heritage on the maternal side, and of Swedish, German, French, Shoshone and Lakota heritage on the paternal side. My mother was born in Kowloon and her family were missionaries in China and the Philippine Islands. While in the Philippines, they were interred by the Japanese for several years. I lived on the Japanese island of Okinawa from the age of six to sixteen, and the Lovely Mona says that I am Japanese deep inside. And now I am the Rector of a predominantly West Indian parish in the Central American nation of Panamá. So, it seems as if ol' Bill Dogget was correct.
I also have a very sharp tongue; I'm one of those guys that James of Jerusalem, brother of our Lord warned you about in his epistle; my tongue can start fires! I really work very hard at keeping from writing the mean stuff that pops into my head (my original title for this post was: "You Can't Spell Reasserters Without A S S E S!").
I am proud of my different heritages, but am extremely proud of my Native American heritage. So I have been in a bit of a funk for the past few weeks because of something I read at Titus 1:9. I usually don't link there, but this article U.S. Bishop's Crosier is First Nations Talking Stick From British Columbia and the comments really had me angry, especially the comments of Dr. Joan, Spiro, and Libraryjim. I actually tried to engage JamieBiblotecha in conversation but didn't get very far. The comments of DRT should have been censored, but they are in line with that whole Standing Firm On Our Little Stone Bridges With Our Guns Half-cocked attitude which keeps the reasserters going. Then I read this article and comments early this week: California's First Female Episcopal Bishop Ordained In Saratoga. Once again, traditions of First Nation Peoples were described as pagan and inviting demons in (well, after everything being called "unitarian"). As you can see, I was a bit snappy in my conversation with "Jeffersonian." If I recall correctly, he helped send Melanie at Standing Firm On Our Little Stone Bridges With Our Guns Half-cocked go off the deep end in the Bishop Barbara Harris incident a few weeks ago. I don't understand why any gifts of Native American peoples must be rejected by this crowd and why anything which welcomes people into worship which is not from a Northern European context is immediately suspect and "of the devil." Well, actually, I have my suspicions for why they respond so, but one certainly must not point out the obvious on Titus 1:9 lest one upset an imaginary creature with pointed ears and one's comment eliminated. But for these people to denigrate the ministry and piety of people like Hank and Sherry and my friend Johnson Loud really angers me and is an occasion for sin.
I was already to write a post about the racism which is obvious in their posts, and to tear them all new orifices for the elimination of solid wastes, when I remembered that I am a priest and that they don't read here anyway. Instead, I realized that I am supposed to pray for them. So, I'll pray for them. I want to pray that God will open their hearts and minds, and I hope that God will do so, but I think I will just remember them in my prayers everyday and let God take care of it. And I'd like you all to pray for me.
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