Archbishop Jonathan Blake

The Most Reverend Jonathan Blake, Presiding Archbishop of the Open Episcopal Church B.A. (Hons), Dip. Pastoral Studies. Mobile: 07767 687711 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

Friday, March 30, 2018


Today, the greatest challenge we ever have to face, begins its ritualised form.
Faced with the darkness of evil, betrayal at one’s hour of greatest need, the opportunity to comply or resist, the decision to do right and then the consequential flaying, torturing and humiliating, the agonised, slow death and the descent into the torments of hell.
Throughout, the clinging to fragments of hope, faith and love, yet not substantial enough to keep one’s head above evil’s consummation.
Then, amidst ash, soil, worm, branch and beetle comes the stirring. In the discarded waste, awash with the devil’s effluent, is gifted the germination.
Emergent, cherished, protected and empowered, the first steps, toes caressing jewelled grasses green.
Diffidence giving way to dance, the skipping joy of exaltation, the gathering of the still waters, crystalline, lifted with abandon and flung unto the broadening sky, returning, heaven’s kisses, promising life in all its immense, irrepressible possibility.
The psychodrama of Easter is but an annual marker in time of that which is lived, suffered, endured and redeemed, second by second throughout the year, by millions of human beings in their daily struggle and transactions with reality.
In yours, my love is with you, my solidarity and my support,
Your friend,

"You brave, courageous and wonderful man. To stand up for the truth in the face of suppression and oppression is truly an act of a pure heart."


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