on my trip this summer i visited many cathedrals and met many bishops. i was struck by the variety of splendour and pomposity, or lack thereof, that attended these various pastors and their thrones.
(actually, the first "bishop" i met was just a cardboard cutout of the real thing, at a party for a new seminarian; the actual bishop was off doing something more important, i suppose. i was fascinated by the bemused hostility which it seemed to me the flock showed to the office, if not the person, iconized there. perhaps i inferred more than was implied.)
i should first confess that it has taken me a long time to wrap my mind around the existance of more than one bishop in any one locale. in seattle, for instance, there are at least five cathedrals with their bishops of which i know. as my understanding of the nature of the episcopacy has, i hope, matured, that has come not to bother me. but it is the prominence of the idea of the imperial bishop, illustrated in seattle by st. james' roman catholic cathedral, or by st. mark's episcopal cathedral, which has muddied my understanding for a long time. despite pious denials to the contrary, the episcopacy in the roman church has long ceased to be a servant role, and if one thinks the pope is nowadays the servant of the servants of god, one should look at how the pope dines. the imperial episcopacy is reflected in the imperial cathedrals.
st. mark's episcopal cathedral in seattle is a fascinating study in the history of that idea, and how it must sometimes be modified. the present building, which i admire very much, is just a fragment of the original proposal. the stock market crash of 1929 meant not only that a smaller edifice would be necessary, it even resulted in a foreclosure; for many years the building did not belong to the diocese.
on the poorer side of capital hill, st. nicholas russian orthodox cathedral is no larger than the houses around it. the bishop of that cathedral seems to be quite beloved by the congregation, for whom he is very clearly a pastor.at an even smaller "level of episcopacy" were the bishops with whom i met at the end of the summer in gig harbor. we met at a tiny chapel.
none of the bishops there had any expectations of building a great cathedral. rather they were wondering how in this insane time in which we live the sacramental, pastoral ministries of the church, for which bishops are responsible, could be made not only available but known to a nation of people for whom macdonald's seems a restaurant and a mortage home ownership.
now, i am not suggesting that say, the episcopal bishop of olympia is not concerned with the same thing. but i am suggesting that one of the hopeful things i saw this summer wandering through the emerging church is a growing understanding that the edification of the church is not about monumental edifices. in victoria, for instance, i met the russian orthodox bishop of all canada in a little chapel in a storage unit in the most unfashionable part of downtown, an area inhabited mostly by homeless people. from victoria to gig harbor to santa fe, i met church men and women who were seeking to find what we need to be that is acceptable to the holy one, to find the things that make for peace, to be the body of christ broken in this broken world. i am assuming that you, dear reader of this rather scattered blog, are one of those men and women, and so for you i repeat the prayer that concludes the epistle to the hebrews:
i pray that the god of peace, who brought our lord jesus back from the dead to become the great shepherd of the sheep by the blood that sealed an eternal covenant, may make you ready to do his will in any kind of good action; and turn us all into whatever is acceptable to himself through jesus christ, to whom be glory for ever and ever, amen.