Archbishop Jonathan Blake

The Most Reverend Jonathan Blake, Presiding Archbishop of the Open Episcopal Church B.A. (Hons), Dip. Pastoral Studies. Mobile: 07767 687711 www.bishopjonathanblake.com archbishopjonathanblake@gmail.com www.openepiscopalchurch.org The Church is a member of The International Council of Community churches and the World Council of Churches. Married and a proud Dad.

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Gassed Tehran, seized Kabul, helped Mother Teresa, funded TB hospital, priest 1981, went Auschwitz, wrote on Parliament, convicted, began 1st inter-faith NHS chapel, 12 yrs Anglican cleric/vicar - left, baptised 1000's in homes/Mt Snowdon/at circus, wedding underwater, wrote ‘For God’s Sake Don’t Go To Church’, nailed 95 Theses 2 Canterbury cathedral, arrested, co-founded the Society for Independent Ministry, consecrated a bishop, co-founded the Open Episcopal Church, did 1st gay wedding on morning TV, sued Associated Newspapers, co-consecrated 1st women bishops 4 England,Wales,Scotland, accommodated the homeless, posted Mass/took it 2 sex workers, elected Archbishop, arrested 4 climbing with sons,founded ‘When No One’s Watching',made ICV, did Jade Goody's wedding,invited 2 Downing St, wrote 'That Old Devil Called God Again', conviction 4 campaigning against child abuse quashed on appeal, convicted 4 successful blogging 2 stop paedophile. His Christmas Lights raising £79,000 4 Water in 4 Gambian villages. Published "The Tales of Henry the Lovable Hedgehog", the SAFE New Testament + Psalms + radical Book of Common Prayer, ordained priests for UK,US,Thailand,Spain,Ireland

Sunday, February 09, 2014

AND GOD SAID ' I'D LOVE TO SETTLE DOWN AND RAISE A FAMILY'

And God said,

"If you find someone you really love and you want to spend the rest of your life with them and you want to be faithful and committed to them through good and bad, then this is a wonderful discovery and experience, perhaps one of the most profound.

And when you love them, you are sensitive in expressing your love, imaginative, even mischievous. Sometimes you like to spring surprises and to tease. Unexpected gifts, thoughtful gestures and perhaps a meaningful sentence written in a card all keep the light of your love burning brightly.

You like to phone your beloved, write to them, Skype, Facetime, email and text them and when you are away from them, they remain ever in mind, ever close and always in your heart.

 Much of the time, love is involved with the everyday endeavour of earning a wage and providing for the home and family, caring for loved ones and tending well to the world and its ways.

At weekends, you may laze in bed together, make love, walk across green hills and play with the children in rippling waves. Love is like a golden thread woven innocently and naturally through your days and years.

But I have one question.

If this is what real love is, then what on earth do you think of me?

Each week, you 'attend church' and 'say the same things again and again'.

You bow, beg, implore and consume in fancy clothes and a formal manner.

Who do you take me for?
A king, a parent, a teacher, a policeman, a social worker, a counsellor....what, because you certainly don't treat me like a partner or a friend.

The relationship is so stiff and starchy, so stylised and unreal, so artificial and remote.

Then again, at other times, it's as though I'm your plaything, your teddy bear, your ever-present super hero, your guardian angel, and your all time rescuer.

None of these ways of relating to me express love, much more subservience, obedience, child duty, wishful thinking and need, but not love.

So, just to let you know, it's mighty lonely up here on my cloud and I'd love to find someone with whom I could settle down, build a home and raise a family, someone who really loved me and who I could really love, eternally.

After all, it's the one thing that makes the world go round eh, the beauty of loving another and being loved, having a real relationship and allowing that love to produce life."



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