The Sunday Face of Parish Leadership

Beginning in the 60’s, accelerating in the 70’s, and becoming professionalized and institutionalized ever since, a revolution in leadership style has been taking place among American ordained ministers. Hierarchy and the-pastor-knows-best are ugly ideas for the up-to-date. So now clergy read books and go to workshops and conferences to hone their collaborative leadership skills.

This paper is based on the observation that the changes we ordained leaders seek to make in our parish leadership style are often contradicted by our most widely observed activity—our leadership of worship. Adopting collaborative leadership in meetings, consulting fully and openly about parish decisions, welcoming and encouraging wide lay input—changes of these sorts—are often unconsciously gainsaid by our Sunday face in worship.

Let’s start with two theses:

I. Our Sunday worship expresses not only theological beliefs, but leadership and relationship beliefs.

II. Sometimes the realities of our lives are congruent with these expressions of belief and sometimes they are not.

It’s always easier to see something like this in other times and other people. Let me give an illustration from my own heritage as an Episcopalian. When I was a child in the 30’s and right up until the mid-60’s, money was taken up during worship and offered to God only by males of recognized substance in the congregation, almost always members of the vestry, and frequently the same men every week—the men who called the shots. First they went from pew to pew taking up the collection. Then they formed in solemn procession, the organ boomed forth the doxology, the congregation leapt to its feet, and the men strode forward, stopping at the altar rail, where they handed the collection basins to the acolytes, who in turn handed them to the ordained minister, who then offered them to God, holding them high until the doxology concluded.

Talk about hierarchy! That procession spoke loud and clear. Nobody was in doubt about the pecking order. These men, said this ceremony, were in charge of the money, they had the power, but they could go only so far. Only the ordained and his acolytes could enter the holy space around the altar. Lay authority stopped at the rail.

That was the public expression. Women could not take part. Children could not take part. Non-established men could not take part. Only the well-established and the ordained could do so.

We know, of course, that in fact women called many of the shots in parish life. Many a joke has been told about the behind-the-scenes activities of the senior warden’s wife or the rector’s wife, the humor rooted in the gap between public face and private reality. It was also not uncommon for the warden to wield more power in parish affairs than the ordained minister.

This public ceremony acted out the publicly acknowledged power relationships among us. Sometimes it was reasonably true to the realities, and sometimes it was not.

Congregational leadership has a Sunday face. Sometimes that face is truthful; sometimes it is not.

Now I offer a third thesis:

II. Pastors who wish to change their leadership style have a powerful tool in the way they lead worship. By changing their Sunday face they can broadcast the change in leadership style they are trying to make.

I remember vividly the pivotal change in my own Sunday face, the one that publicly signified my own adoption of a collaborative leadership style. It was in the mid-60’s. I had become rector of a high-church Episcopal parish. Liturgical reform was all the rage. For reasons I do not now remember I decided to introduce the passing of the Peace. (You know, that ceremony in which we liturgical types greet our neighbors with the peace of God, shaking hands or even hugging.)

Now this was before we Episcopalians had begun officially working toward changes in our worship, before we had books of experimental services, the “green book” or the “striped book,” and well before we had our new Book of Common Prayer. When I set out to make this change, I was getting ahead of the crowd.

It was also still a time when women wore hats in church, or, if—God forbid!—they showed up without one, the ushers provided little doilies to pin on their heads. It was still a time—nearing its demise—of formality and hierarchy.

I started preaching about the Peace—what it meant, and why we should do it, and how we might go about it. I started getting negative feedback almost immediately. There were some unhappy people out there. My stomach began to tie into knots. I recognized the symptoms and knew that if I didn’t do something different from what I had done before, I was in trouble. My first ten years of ordained ministry had been painful years of hierarchical style leadership that I knew would not work anymore.

So I tried something new. I had recently been at a conference in which the leaders used flip-charts to lead group discussion. They wrote down what participants said and posted the sheets on the walls. I decided to call a parish discussion-meeting and do the same.

It was my first serious attempt at listening to a group and seeking some kind of group agreement. And it worked! Before the morning was over we had reached an agreement that wrought a parish revolution!

I really hadn’t known much about passing the Peace. The only model I had was one in which the presbyter stood at the altar steps and said to the congregation, “The Peace of the Lord be always with you,” and then passed the peace to acolytes who then went down the aisle passing it to the persons at the ends of the pews, who in turn passed it along their pew. The presbyter stood in place, benignly watching over it all.

In our discussion, after the walls were covered with flip-sheets of comments pro and con, of complaints and wishes, of suggestions and counter-suggestions, we discovered two fundamental concerns—did everybody have to take part? And why wasn’t the rector taking part, why was he just standing there watching, why wasn’t he taking part like everybody else?

The first concern was easy. We wouldn’t insist on passing the Peace from one person to another. Instead we would make it free form. When the presbyter said the Peace, instead of having the acolytes pass the Peace down from him to the pews, neighbors could turn and shake hands with neighbors and give the Peace if they wished. But nobody had to.

The second concern really got to me. What! They didn’t want me to stand up there in my cocoon, my protective shell! They wanted me to come down among them! I hadn’t realized up till this moment how much being “up there” at the altar, in that holy place, meant I was separated—even protected—from the congregation. If the Peace was going to be instituted I was going to have to change my relationship to them.

I gulped and agreed. It was a major turning point—for me and for them.

What is important here is to notice the congruence of the change in worship style and the change in leadership style. I led the parish into a new way of making decisions and the parish led me into a new way of worship congruent with our new relationship. We still had a long way to go, but this one change set us on our path.

This step marked a revolution in several ways. Previously our physical arrangement had been clearly hierarchical and formal. Parishioners sat or knelt in rigid rows—pews—facing one direction, toward the altar, at which the ordained minister stood with his back to them. It was very much like an army—the officer in front, the troops at his rear. The relationship was troops to officer.

Now the “troops” paid attention to each other. Now they were a community, not just soldiers following a leader; and their leader was having to come down among them, be one of them.

The hats and doilies soon went. Handshakes frequently became hugs. The formal words of the Peace were soon joined by informal words of friendship. The moment became one of friendly chaos.

And now the rector was in the midst, not up front. Now he was part of the community, not the austere remote figure up there next to God.

This Sunday face expressed the new collegial decision-making method. This Sunday face was congruent with the new leadership style and with the new communal relationships.

But old habits die hard. Old clergy-centered ceremonial actions persist, even with the best of collegial intentions.

An important liturgical reform introduced in the 60’s and 70’s was to move Baptism into the center of Sunday worship. Baptisms were no longer to be seen primarily as individual or family events, but as actions of the community. So they were moved from private celebration to Sunday communal celebration.

It amazes me how long it took me to discover a major incongruity in the way we did these Sunday baptisms. Communal they were in many ways. But when the candidates were presented for baptism, we did it the way it had always been done. I stood in the aisle, in front, facing the congregation, and the baptismal party stood with their backs to the congregation, facing me. For this communal act the candidates were presented to the ordained minister!

This went on for several years until one day, at a rehearsal, somebody pointed out the incongruity. Why were the candidates being presented to the ordained minister? Why were they not being presented to the community?

So we reversed the order. I stood in the middle of the congregation. The baptismal party stood at the head of the aisle facing the congregation. And the presentation now clearly expressed what we thought we were doing.

That’s the kind of incongruity that still frequently occurs among us. We believe in collegial leadership, but we still unconsciously act out our old styles.

Each denomination has its own ways. My comments are being made in terms of the tradition I know best—my own. But I will try here to look at actions that are common to many traditions, and I hope my readers will be able to examine their own traditions and be able to apply what I am saying to them.

Announcements, for example—what is the ordained minister’s role? How, if at all, do lay persons function in this event? Does the pastor make all the announcements? Or does the pastor moderate announcements made mostly by lay folk? This Sunday face dramatically proclaims leadership-style beliefs. If the pastor is preaching collegiality, if the pastor is trying to make collegial-style changes, and yet continues to make all or most of the announcements, both pastor and congregation get the message.

The same holds true for leadership in prayers. In my tradition the Book of Common Prayer italicizes the Amen at the end of some prayers and not at the end of others. In the first case the minister is to speak the text and the congregation to say the Amen. In the second case the entire prayer is to be said in unison. It seems a small point, but I find myself annoyed with ministers who say the Amen in the first type of prayer. As I see it, the prayer is to be an instance of partnership, of difference in roles, each completing the other. The minister acts articulates the text and the congregation ratifies it. When the minister says—or, even worse, leads—the Amen, that important partnership is disrupted.

In traditions of pastoral prayer in which the ordained minister not only speaks the prayer but composes it either in advance or extemporaneously I hesitate to intrude. But I do wonder if there can be some way to express partnership in this act? In my own tradition I know that more and more prayers are being said in unison—even those printed with an italicized Amen—and I take this to be an expression of collegial leadership beliefs.

Offerings are commonly taken up these days by all manner of folk—even children. And that strongly speaks collegial belief. But at the same time I wonder if it is truth-telling. Who controls the money in congregational life? Who decides how it is raised, how it is spent? Ought not these people to be the ones who take up the money? And if we don’t like who that turns out to be, ought we not to do something about that?

That’s my basic thesis—in our Sunday face we want to be telling the truth we really intend to carry out. And if there’s an inconsistency, we ought to be doing something about it—either changing the Sunday face to tell the truth as it is, or change our leadership behavior to fit our Sunday face.

There are many details in the pastor’s Sunday face—the pastor’s use of voice (We all know what a “preachy” voice sounds like.), where the pastor stands and sits, the pastor’s body movements, vestments, etc. What message do these details send?

And there are lay behaviors that also speak loud and clear. In my tradition it is common, for example, for lay persons to want to know what they are “supposed to do” during the service—when are they supposed to stand, sit, say responses, etc. The standard of behavior is often set by some firm-minded person up front who sits at a certain point, and then everybody sits; stands, and everybody stands.

I am not saying that lay and ordained persons are to behave alike, that for the pastor to take a key role, and for his or her actions to express that role, is somehow wrong. No. Not at all. The pastor is the elder. The pastor’s role is eldership—presiding over the life of the congregation in pastoral care, in preaching, in worship, in decision-making. The Sunday face of both lay and ordained needs to express these differences in role.

 

The Leadership Structure of the Liturgy

Many parish clergy these days are trying to change the leadership patterns in their congregations. They want collegiality, active lay participation at every level of parish life. They want a vestry, for example, that not only manages money and buildings, but in conjunction with the clergy seeks to discern matters spiritual. They want a vestry that prays, that seeks the leadings of the Holy Spirit in decision-making.

But, sadly, many clergy focus just on the steps in deliberation, the methods used in meeting, the collaboration of clergy and laity in making decisions. Unconsciously, in the most powerful “tool” in parish life, they act out a very different message—we clergy are the leaders and you lay persons are the followers.

I am referring to the Sunday liturgy, that powerful sacred act at the center of parish life. Sadly, many clergy act out, Sunday after Sunday, their unconscious (or conscious) belief in the superior status of the ordained.

In this paper I will describe what I see as leadership patterns commonly expressed in the Sunday liturgy. I will begin with the “old” liturgy, the liturgy of the 1928 Book of Common Prayer, and then move on to the liturgy of today. From time to time I will suggest changes that express partnership of clergy and laity, rather than simply leaders and followers.

I do not wish to be simplistic about this. There is a very important sense in which clergy are called to be leaders. I believe they are called to preside, to watch over, to play a central role in discerning the leadings of the Holy Spirit. Perhaps the best way to make the distinction that I believe is to be made is to deny that lay people are simply followers. The role of lay people is to form a local community of the Holy Spirit, of which the clergy are presiders and teachers and discerners.

The old liturgy

It was very clear who was in charge. The Sunday liturgy spoke it loud and clear. That man in vestments, up at the altar with his back to the people, like a general leading ranked troops, surrounded by assistants (all male), that man specially consecrated for the enclosed area around the altar—the “sanctuary,” it was called, the holy of holies that only certain people could enter—that man was our leader. Everything we did proclaimed his central role.

The other center of power—lay power—was proclaimed in the taking and presenting of the offering. Sober, substantial seniors of the community (again, all male) collected money from the pews and carried it in procession to the rail around the sanctuary, where it was received by assistants and carried to the priest at the altar. The organ boomed forth the doxology. All leapt to their feet and sang in acclamation. These men were our power-brokers.

The 1928 Book of Common Prayer assumed this structure of power, and we expressed it Sunday after Sunday in our habits of worship.

Thus a first principle—

  1. The Sunday liturgy expresses the leadership structure of the parish.

Notice, further, that there are two centers of power in that structure—priestly at the altar and lay in the handling of money. Priestly power from things sacred, lay power from things economic. Notice also that the lay power is in some degree subservient to the priestly, for the money is handed over to the priest and the lay power-brokers do not enter the sanctuary.

  1. In the presidency of the priest at the altar we express priestly power in things sacred.

  2. In the exclusion of lay persons from the sanctuary, other than assistants to the priest, we express exclusion of lay persons from things sacred except as authorized by the priest.

  3. In the collecting and presenting of money by lay persons we express lay power centered in things economic.

  4. In the presenting of the money to the priest to be blessed and offered to God we express some degree of subservience of lay power to priestly.

The subservient role of women is glaring in the old liturgy. They had no liturgical function other than in the pews or as members of the Altar Guild. In expression of this position they were expected to wear hats or veils, and often gloves.

Children were either not present, kept in Church School throughout the liturgy, or kept quiet and well behaved. The liturgy was well ordered.

Now let’s do a thought-experiment.

Suppose that in those days a woman had tried to take part in collecting and presenting the money. What would have happened? Resistance, incomprehension, rejection. Why? Because it would have been an assault on the established leadership structure. It would have been a claim to lay power, a rebellion against the exclusion of women from that power.

And when, in the ’60’s, with the feminist movement, women did begin to claim such power, they insisted on changing the way we did liturgy. They insisted on liturgical roles hitherto confined to men. Women could usher as well as men. Girls could be acolytes. No longer was the priest to be surrounded just by males. And, of course, it was not long before women had to be admitted to the ordained ministry.

  1. The exclusion or inclusion of kinds of persons from liturgical roles expresses their exclusion or inclusion in parish leadership roles.

  2. Whenever we want leadership patterns to change in the parish, changes in the liturgy are a part of changing those patterns.

Our present-day liturgy

Let me describe what I see in many mid-size Episcopal parishes (those with a Sunday attendance of 100–200). I will assume that the parish is using Rite II, but most of what I say will apply to Rite I as well.

First of all, the most striking characteristic, in contrast to the old liturgy, is that today’s liturgy is messy and disorderly. It’s noisy. Gone are the old rituals of silence and private prayer when you enter the building. Gone are women’s hats and gloves and veils. Almost everyone is dressed informally, some in blue jeans. Children run about. Most parishes still have pews, but gone also is the sense of carefully controlled space.

  1. A sense of freedom and informality is now apparent in Episcopal parishes.

But that’s not the whole story. A powerful element of the old order remains. It is still true, that given the choice, most people decide to sit in the rear of the church rather than up front. They want to be followers, not leaders.

Our congregations behave like sheep. If someone up front stands or sits or kneels, those behind tend to do the same. A wave of changing posture surges from front to back. We are deathly afraid of doing something “wrong” or different. The attitude of “correctness” in Episcopal parishes is breathed in the air, stitched into the vestments, cultivated in every action. We may disagree about whether to stand or kneel, for example, during the eucharistic prayer, but we agree that there is a “right” way to behave.

I sing in our parish choir. Recently someone asked whether we shouldn’t turn toward the altar during the creed. What was the “right” thing to do? The choir director responded that it was ok to stay facing sideways or to turn toward the altar, either one, but that turning to the altar was “traditional” and it was probably better for us all to do the same thing.

That conversation has been replayed over and over again down the years in Episcopal parishes—and still is—concerning every detail in the service. We are the people who do the liturgy “right.”

  1. Whereas freedom and informality characterize certain moments in the liturgy—notably at the gathering and dispersing of the congregation, at the announcements, and at the passing of the Peace—there remains a strong sense of conformity, a strong fear of doing something “wrong.”

The old service began with a quiet organ prelude, followed by a hymn, a solemn entrance of priest, acolytes, and choir in procession, and then a prayer voiced by the priest. The prelude still exists, but people talk through it. The service does not open with prayer or hymn, but with an informal greeting from the priest—“Good morning!—and instructions about how to follow the service, about signing the newcomers’ book and coming to the coffee hour—that sort of thing. Then come hymn and procession and opening prayers. The priest no longer goes to the altar. He—or she!—goes to the side, and sometimes you are not quite sure where she/he is. Most of what follows is done without the priest—readings (by lay persons, both men and women, and sometimes children), psalms, short hymns—until the reading of the gospel, when the priest or another ordained minister goes down to the middle of the congregation.

What do these actions say?

Clearly, not only has the power balance between male and female changed, so also has the power relationship between ordained ministers and laity. The priest still has a central role, but lay persons have taken new leadership positions. The power structure has profoundly changed. No priest can expect to run the show as did his/her predecessors. The liturgy now proclaims that everybody has a part to play.

  1. Lay power is now evident in roles previously restricted to the ordained.

  2. Persons previously excluded from power—women and children—are now included in the leadership of the parish.

  3. A partnership of priest and people is now more evident than before.

One important expression of partnership is found in both the old and the new liturgies—the give and take between priest and people of versicles and responses, and prayers and Amens. The priest says, “The Lord be with you,” and the people respond, “And with thy spirit” or “And also with you.” The priest voices a prayer and the people say Amen.

The Prayer Book very carefully expresses this give and take. Sometimes it labels versicles and responses Celebrant or People. Other times it puts the Amen in italics. Unfortunately some clergy violate the partnership intended by the Prayer Book by leading lay responses and by saying lay Amens. This may seem a small matter. One may even argue that for priest and people to say Amens together is more a sign of partnership than for one to say the prayer and the other the Amen. But there’s a difference of roles involved. Priests and lay persons have different roles in parish life. There are certain responsibilities for priests to take and there are others proper to lay persons. A clear give and take in the liturgy helps express both partnership and difference of role. A priest who takes the risk of not leading Amens is clearly saying that she/he expects lay persons to carry out their responsibilities. For the priest to say the lay person’s Amen is an intrusion, and betrays at least a small lack of trust. “If I don’t say it, it won’t get said.”

Versicle and response, prayer and Amen— we have here a vivid interplay of roles, a dramatization of what we expect from partners in parish life.

  1. The way in which a parish says the responses and Amens expresses the partnership and distinction of roles between priest and parishioner.

Leadership in matters spiritual is the foremost role of the priest. In the old liturgy this authority was symbolized not only by the priest’s standing at the center of the sanctuary, but also by his standing above the people in the solemn enclosure of the pulpit. Today many pulpits go unused. Many priests are reluctant to claim the authority implied in standing above their flocks. Some preach instead from the floor of the church, implying an equality of authority. Others preach from the lectern—still above the people, but shared with lay readers.

Here there are likely to be strong differences of opinion. I believe strongly that clergy today must explicitly share spiritual authority with lay persons. But I also believe that to be the rector of a parish means to be called to discern the spirits in that parish, to discern its spiritual state and to distinguish the calling of the Holy Spirit from the spirits of this world, and then to share that discernment with the parish, to lead the parish in corporate discernment. This is a calling of high responsibility and authority. I do not believe in a priest’s downplaying this role. But I am sensitive to the view that a priest can lead from a position of “equality,” from standing among the people and seeking to lead corporate discernment in group-centered ways. What seems to me unacceptable, however, is an “equality” that says the priest is “just one of the guys/gals,” that denies the priest’s distinctive calling.

  1. The location of the sermon proclaims the spiritual leadership role being claimed by the preacher. From the pulpit he/she proclaims high authority. From the floor of the nave she/he proclaims “equal” authority. From the lectern he/she proclaims authority somewhere in between, and shared with lay persons such as those who read from there.

After the sermon come the Prayers of the People—prayers led by a lay person, prayers with a formal structure, but one that provides for people in the pews to add their own prayers at various points.

Here is another assertion of lay authority. These prayers replace the old Prayer for the Whole State of Christ’s Church, which was voiced by the priest and which had no room for lay persons to do anything except say the Amen. Now lay persons can pray for themselves; no longer must they depend upon clergy to say their prayers for them.

In some congregations lay persons add petitions and thanksgivings freely and plentifully. In other congregations only a few voices are raised. In still others the new form of prayer sounds very much like the old—the leader says it formally, does not pause for additions, and nobody adds anything extemporaneous.

  1. The number and freedom of lay additions to the Prayers of the People give an indication of the quality of lay leadership in the congregation. The more additions made, the more lay responsibility revealed. The fewer additions, the more a sense of lay hesitancy.

The General Confession that comes next has been rewritten. It does not call upon us to “bewail our manifold sins and wickedness,” but we do say that we have sinned against God and that we humbly repent. This milder language is the only change from the old structure. We all still kneel—we are still humbled sinners—and the priest still stands to pronounce absolution.

Now there’s authority for you!—this person pronounces forgiveness of sins! Just like the old days! But somehow it doesn’t feel the same. The sense of solemnity and littleness that used to accompany confession and absolution just aren’t there.

The confession is often omitted, sometimes by suggestion of the Prayer Book, sometimes, I suspect, inadvertently. And I’ve never heard anyone complain about the omission. It just doesn’t seem to have the importance it used to have.

Perhaps this is because it has been preceded by the lengthy and sometimes messy Prayers of the People, and is followed by the most messy moment of the day—the passing of the Peace. Maybe it’s the constant movement—the sitting for the sermon, the getting up for the Prayers of the People, the getting down for the confession, the getting up for the Peace. It used to be that we were down on our knees for a long time before the confession and absolution, and we stayed there afterwards. That gave this moment a prominence it no longer enjoys.

The structure of confession and absolution is the same, if the context is not. Humble people, authoritative priest—but the old message is not there. Why? I wonder if it’s our psychologized sense of sin, the fact that therapists have taken the place of confessors. But that is so large a topic, I must simply leave it and note the change.

  1. The General Confession and absolution seem to have lost their authority, and with that, some priestly power.

The Peace, of course, with its messiness and informality and length, says a great deal. It was the introduction of this act that destroyed the old culture of the Episcopal Church. We used to keep a respectful distance from one another. We used to be side-by-side neighbors led by the man up front. But once we started passing the Peace, shaking hands all round, talking to our neighbors, we were saying something different. We were a community!

Perhaps it was also a power-grab. Perhaps for lay folk to turn around—or even walk around—and shake hands or embrace and wish each other the Peace of God meant that they were taking, or starting to take, control of the community. Their relationship in the church would be with each other as powerfully as with the priest. And the priest mingles in this community. The priest comes down into the midst. The priest does not remain within an enclosed sacred space surrounded by assistants. The priest is one of the community.

In the early ’60’s, when I was rector of Church of the Redeemer, Chicago, and was seeking to institute the passing of the Peace, we had a long parish discussion about it one Sunday. I had planned a formal passing of the Peace modeled after that done in monasteries, in which I passed the Peace to the acolytes at the altar and they in turn passed it to the congregation. “No way!” said the parishioners. The only condition under which passing the Peace was acceptable was that I would come down from the altar into the congregation and do it with them.

That was a turning point in the relationship between priest and people at Church of the Redeemer (and among parishioners as well). The rector could not institute a liturgical change without their consent and without their ideas, the rector had to listen to them as well as they to him, and they had to listen to each other. And the way we did the Peace expressed our changed relationships.

  1. The passing of the Peace is a powerful expression of community. Its inclusion of the priest in the midst indicates a communal, rather than a hierarchical, relation between priest and people.

After the Peace come the announcements in some parishes. (Others put them at the beginning or the end.) Here the role the rector sees for herself/himself is acted out clearly. Some rectors make all the announcements. Some do their best to make none at all, leaving it to lay leaders to make them. Most do a mixture of the two. The rector’s behavior here may also be a sign of lay expectations. Sometimes lay persons strongly resist making announcements, demanding that the rector make it for them. In any case, parish leadership roles are acted out here.

  1. The way in which announcements are made clearly reveals the leadership structure of the parish. If the rector presides over them, but does not do them, he/she is shown as watching over parish life. But if the rector makes most of them, she/he is shown as doer in parish life.

Offertory processions are very different from what they used to be. Women take an equal part with men, and occasionally children do so as well. There are often two processions. A first procession brings up the bread and the wine while the money offering is being collected. Then a second procession brings up the money. Sometimes this procession is done in the old style of acclamation—the organ booms, the procession marches, the congregation leaps to its feet in praise. There are two messages—

  1. Offertory processions now proclaim the sharing of lay power between men and women.

  2. The procession with the bread and the wine shows increased lay leadership and authority in matters spiritual.

  3. The money offering and procession continue to proclaim lay power through money.

This emphasis on lay power through money may seem crass, but it is a fact and to proclaim it is good. The raising and spending of money is at the center of human leadership structures. The Gospel is full of messages about the giving and spending of money. But perhaps we need to ask ourselves here whether our processions are telling the truth. Do those who bring up the money—these particular persons—really represent those whose voices in fact determine how parish money is raised and spent? Perhaps the procession should be made up of just vestry members, and especially of the finance committee. And if that turns out to be mostly senior well-to-do white males—aha! Our true leadership structure is clearly expressed!

  1. The membership of the money offering procession may be disconnected from the realities of parish life.

Sometimes these processions go right to the altar. Sometimes they stop at the rail around the sanctuary to be carried to the altar by acolytes. Shades of the sacred space too holy to be profaned by ordinary lay folk! Shades of priestly hierarchy!

In either case lay power is to be blessed by the priest. (See point v above.)

  1. A procession that goes right to the altar expresses a degree of lay-clerical community. A procession that ends at the altar rail is more expressive of hierarchy.

Our methods of taking communion are a curious mixture of individualism, hierarchy, and community. The lines of people going up toward the altar and returning are wonderfully communal. The moments of receiving the bread and wine seem private and individual, each person and Jesus. The actions in receiving seem at least semi-hierarchical—the priest gives lay persons the Body of Christ, and, frequently, a lay person gives the Blood. Most of us kneel and the ministers stand.

  1. We have not found a communal method of sharing the Body and Blood of Christ for the Sunday liturgy. Communion is physically a one-to-one action and feels one-to-one rather than communal.

  2. It also feels, even when a lay person is the giver, hierarchical. The bread and the wine come from the altar and only such bread and wine, consecrated by the priest, will do.

  3. In weekday communions or on retreats and the like, sometimes the communicants stand in a circle and pass the bread and wine to each other round the circle. That comes closer to expressing and binding community.

The Prayer Book provides that lay people may say Amen on receiving communion. But few do. And why would you do this? What does it express? I believe it signifies partnership, communion between priest and people. The priest puts the bread into the people’s hands; they say Amen. It’s a corporate act.

  1. A wave of Amens down the communion rail, as parishioners receive communion, is a clear sign of community and partnership.

After the final hymn a lay person usually dismisses the congregation (e.g., “Go in peace to love and serve the Lord”), to which the congregation responds with a final and hearty “Thanks be to God.” More lay authority. More community.

  1. The dismissal is a further sign of lay authority and of community.

Then comes a slow departure. The priest stands at a door and greets people, holding brief conversations. Once more we are priest-centered. Occasionally lay people act as additional greeters, but that usually doesn’t last very long. It’s hard to get laity to do it regularly. “What’s wrong with the priest? Why can’t she/he take care of it alone? People want to talk to the priest, not to you or me.”

Most clergy are people-centered. They like one-to-one relations with lay folk, and most lay folk appreciate this characteristic in their pastor. So this practice feels good to a lot of people.

But if we are to build community and share leadership, we need somehow to have it become natural for lay folk to take part in these exchanges as a matter of course. That it is not yet so in our parishes indicates how much we still look to the priest as pastor (which is fine) to the exclusion (which is not fine) of the community as a pastoral community.

  1. Our greetings between priest and people at the church door express our priest-centeredness in pastoral care.

It is curious that there is not much in the liturgy that is strongly expressive of pastoral care; that is, of parishioners seeking and receiving help in their personal troubles. Most such troubles are cared for privately, outside the liturgy, except in the Prayers of the People. And in the latter we usually hear a name (and sometimes just the first name) without knowing what we are being asked to pray for. Does this person have cancer or a cold or financial problems or what?

I know one parish in which the Prayer Book rubrics concerning the ministry of healing are followed—

When the Laying on of Hands or Anointing takes place at a public celebration of the Eucharist … it is recommended that it take place immediately before the exchange of the Peace. (BCP, p. 453)

Those wishing to receive this ministry go to the altar rail and kneel. Other parishioners gather behind them. The priest moves down the rail, pausing briefly at each person just long enough to anoint them, saying the prayer of anointing as he/she goes. Then the standing parishioners lay their hands on the heads of those kneeling. Someone says a prayer of healing for them all. And the group disperses. It takes about five minutes and is a powerful expression of pastoral community.

Another sign of lay pastoral care found in some parishes is the taking of communion from the altar by lay persons to the sick and shut-in. Some parishes provide a short ceremony of sending these persons out, and sometimes the names of the sick or shut-in are given.

  1. A corporate ministry of healing at the time of the Peace is a powerful expression of pastoral community. So also is the corporate sending of lay persons with communion to the sick and shut-in.

Priests differ in whether or not they give directions throughout the service—page numbers and hymn numbers, indications for standing or sitting or kneeling. Such directions are helpful for newcomers, but, once again, they tend to build priest-centered dependency.

Now that we have computers to help us print up service leaflets, we could print special ones designed just for newcomers that include absolutely everything and lots of directions and helps. But even better, just as we need to nourish our parishes as pastoral communities in which we support one another as an ordinary matter of parish life, we need to learn how to mobilize parishioners to recognize, welcome and help newcomers during the liturgy.

  1. For priests to give directions during the service tends to build dependency and priest-centeredness.

During the Lord’s Prayer especially, but occasionally at other times, I observe a few people holding their arms up and out in prayer. Usually this posture is quite modest. You may not even notice it if you’re looking from behind the person. I see it from a choir pew up front; so it’s more obvious to me.

I find this a welcome change. I read this posture to express an opening of the person’s heart to God. But in a recent parish conversation we got to talking about differences in posture and one woman said that she had been thinking about holding her hands out in prayer during the service, but was afraid to do it because that would make her different from those around her. The group encouraged her to go ahead. Maybe she should sit in the back, they said, where she would feel less self-conscious.

I am not sure what we should do about the problem of “correctness” and conformity. As a priest I am glad to advocate standing, for example, during the eucharistic prayer. And in this paper I am certainly advocating certain practices as “better” than others. But now that I’ve come to see this problem of conformity, I want to add to my advocacy the hope that there are a lot of contrarians who will not follow my advice.

We have children running in and out of the service. We have people dressed both formally and informally. We have a lot of talking and noise. Now I hope we can add diversity of posture to the mix.

  1. Our atmosphere of conformity tends to intimidate differences. But there are signs of change. Some persons are daring to be different. Others are wanting to be.

And the music! It’s important. In some parishes it’s a matter of performance: the parish takes pride in having good music that people come to hear for itself. There’s our good taste and correctness once again. We Episcopalians have the right ceremonial, the right décor, the right music. Poison!

  1. Parish music as performance tends to entrench the Episcopal sense of “correctness” and conformity.

A new and lively spirit has begun to move in our music over the last twenty years or so. To our traditional body of hymns many parishes have now added various “popular” styles of music—“praise” music, African-American and “gospel” music, Taizé chants, and many new compositions.

Singing together builds community. Breath is spirit—in Hebrew, Latin, and Greek “spirit” and “breath” are the same word—and in breathing together we share spirit. You can see this fact vividly in the behavior of social movements. Demonstrators march together chanting slogans, singing together, moving in rhythm together.

We Christians are not, of course, a movement as was the church of the first years, but we are called by our Lord to move forward in mission. We are a called people. So we must sing together, breath together in the one Spirit. We must voice our convictions, our mission, our solidarity. That means music that people can sing and want to sing.

  1. Our music needs to be by all of us, and to express conviction, mission, solidarity.

The difference size makes

My observations above concern what I called “mid-size” parishes, those with a Sunday attendance of 100–200. Parishes in the lower range of this size are sometimes called “pastoral” parishes. Parishes in the higher range are said to be on the verge of becoming “program” parishes. These terms designate, among other things, a leadership style. In a “pastoral” parish it is possible for many parishioners to have a one-to-one relationship with the priest, and most people want such a relationship. The priest’s leadership style needs to reflect this reality. But as a parish gets larger this kind of relationship is not possible for everybody. There are just too many people for the priest to have one-to-one relationships with them all. And the leadership style needs to change. That’s one reason—and a powerful one—for seeking the kinds of changes I talk about in this paper.

The other reason, also very powerful, concerns the breakdown of the old hierarchical model in American life and the deleterious effects of that model. I have written on that topic elsewhere1 and will not expand upon it here. But I do wish to enunciate a general principle in regard to the form of the liturgy as expressing the leadership structure of the parish.

  1. Just as parishes vary in leadership structure and needs, so also the structures expressed in the liturgy should vary in accordance with those needs. Just as there is not one leadership structure appropriate for all, there is not one style of liturgy appropriate for all.

The apostle Paul

Paul’s letters discuss the first gatherings of the church. His remarks are still relevant—

When you come together, each one has a hymn, a lesson, a revelation, a tongue, or an interpretation. Let all things be done for building up. (1 Corinthians 14:26, NRSV)

Encourage one another and build up each other… respect those who labor among you, and have charge of you in the Lord and admonish you; esteem them very highly in love because of their work. Be at peace among yourselves. And we urge you, beloved, to admonish the idlers, encourage the fainthearted, help the weak, be patient with all of them. (1 Thessalonians 5:11–14, NRSV)

Teach and admonish one another in all wisdom; and with gratitude in your hearts sing psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs to God. (Colossians 3:16, NRSV)

1 Warner White, “Should I Leave?” Action Information XII, No. 1 (January-February 1986): 14–19. Reprinted in Edward A. White, ed., Saying Goodbye (Washington, D.C.: The Alban Institute, 1990), pp. 1–15. Reprinted also in David B. Lott, ed., conflict management in congregations (Washington, D.C.: The Alban Institute, 2001), pp. 67–80.

Warner White, “Eager Longing: Developing True Reverence for One Another,” congregations (November-December, 1998): 11–14.

Should I Leave?

Should I Leave?

A Letter from One Priest to Another

Warner White

Dear Harry,

I’ve been mulling over our phone conversation and I’ve decided to write you a letter. I want to speak as clearly, as systematically, and as theologically as I can to the question you’re asking yourself, “Should I leave my parish? Should I be seeking a new rectorship?”

What struck me most was your telling the vestry at the time they called you to be rector, “I do not want ever to be the center of controversy the way Father Jones was, and if such a time arrives, then I will leave.” I believe I understand your reasons. The parish was split apart over Father Jones. It appeared to you that very likely he should have left earlier, on his own, without being pressured into going. You vowed to yourself that you would never be the source of such discord, but today it seems that you are. You find yourself attacked by some parishioners and defended by others. You say to yourself, “Here it is. Just what I feared. I want no part of it. I will leave.”

We talked well together the other day, you and I, because we trust each other, because, despite your newness in the priesthood, you are a mature man with much experience of human nature, and because you are also humble and want to “pick my brains,” to learn from my years of experience. So here goes—let me tell you the principles of judgment I have come to and the experience that led me to them.

Principle 1:
You are a symbol to your congregation

For your congregation you are not just Harry Woolman, you are The Priest,i you are a walking image of something deep in the human soul. To understand what is going on in a parish you must be very clear about the difference between you, the rector, as a person and you as symbol-priest.

For example, from time to time I call on someone in the hospital who is from out of town. Almost always they greet me with warmth and trust. I do very simple things for them. I enquire about their health, we talk a little, I say a prayer, I anoint them—the ordinary things that clergy do. Yet they often react with immense gratitude—and admiration for me. I swell inside, I have a sense of great power, of being bigger than life for them. I also have a sense of unreality—I’m just me, what I’ve done is very ordinary, and yet they are reacting as if it were very extraordinary.

What has happened? Is it me, Bill Hampton, they are reacting to? I think not, for the reaction is far out of proportion to what I in my real personhood have done. No. They are reacting to The Priest. What they are seeing is not me, but me-as-symbol. I feel larger than life because this person sees me as larger than life. To be a priest is to be singled out for others as a symbol of divine power and caring. Priesthood is not a property belonging to you or me; it is a clothing we put on for others.

After you have been in a parish for a while, and parishioners begin to see your humanity as well as your priesthood, you can begin to notice how at times they see other clergy differently from the way they see you. For example, have you ever felt a twinge of jealousy at the fuss and bother, the seeming excess of regard—the adoration almost—you perceive in laypersons as they prepare for the bishop’s visitation? How do you react to the admiration laypersons show for the visiting priest who has just said something you’ve been trying to tell them for years? I find myself thinking, “I know him. He’s just an ordinary guy like me. Why are they turning such cartwheels? They don’t do that for me!” They are seeing The Priest, where you and I see just another of our peers.

From time to time parents laugh telling me of ways their children confuse me with God or with Jesus. The children hear that I’m going on vacation and they ask their parents if there will be church, since “God is going away.”

We laugh. Isn’t that just like children! But down deep it’s also like adults! The priest-symbol triggers deep hopes and fears and longings. Clothed in priesthood, you and I evoke the longing for a loving parent, for the perfectly caring one who will make things all right. We evoke fears of wrath, of failing to please. We evoke deep hopes of being understood and valued by one who really matters.

Principle 2:
The priest is always the center of controversy in a parish

In a parish the priest is not only a symbol, the priest is also a human being. The priest’s mere humanity shows. The tension between these two factors, the priest as symbol and the priest as human being, is probably the most difficult problem for priests and parishes to live with. It means that at all times there are disappointed parishioners, parishioners who long deeply for The Priest, for the larger-than-life holy one of God who will rescue them, who will care for them—and what they find instead is Harry Woolman or Bill Hampton. Make no mistake—the large gap between The Priest and our personal reality is a serious scandal to many persons. They hope for much more than we are able to be for them, and their disappointment is deep.

Some parishioners never get over their disappointment. They become deeply angry at us and remain so. I have found such anger and disappointment very difficult to deal with. I have sometimes been tempted to leave a parish in order to escape it. But that’s a mistake. Only if your judgment is that your weaknesses are so severe as to invalidate your sense of call, and only if your judgment is confirmed by observers who care for you, should this be a reason for leaving.

Principle 3:
Pay attention to the character of the pastoral bond

When you and I accept a call to a parish, we and our parishioners commit ourselves to a pastoral relation. We exchange vows in a ceremony much like a wedding.

That step establishes the pastoral relation, but it is only the beginning. From that moment on what matters is the process of bonding between priest and parish. What matters is the way in which priest and parish become attached to one another in spirit, emotion, and behavioral pattern. The priest’s pastoral task in the early years is the building and nurturing of that pastoral bond.

There are several elements in the pastoral bond—trust, caring, regard, power, centering, and the like. In a healthy process of bonding these elements go through various stages until the bond is established. I shall discuss three of them—regard, power, and centering.

The marriage encounter movement teaches that marriages go through three stages—illusion, disillusion, and realistic love. The illusion stage is the honeymoon stage, the stage in which the partners see each other through rosy glasses, in which the partners are on their best behavior. She is wonderful! Everything I ever dreamed of! She is the answer to all my longings. . . . Thus I see her more in terms of my own longings than in terms of her reality.

Then comes disillusion. I begin to see her humanity, and I am disappointed. This is a very painful stage, in which the partners can be very cruel. All too often they become so disillusioned they seek divorce. But if all goes well, the partners begin not only to see each other realistically, they begin to accept and respect each other as they are. When this happens the partners find great joy. Now she loves me for who I am! Now I love her for who she is! We love the real person, not the illusion. Now I am able to reveal myself to her without fear of losing her, and she is able to reveal herself to me.

I would expect the honeymoon between priest and parish to last a year or two, disillusionment to last three or four years, and realistic love to arrive thereafter. Any decision about leaving or staying must take into account the stage of the bonding process. Where are you in that process? What should be happening at the present time?

These stages can be applied to the bonding elements of regard and power.

Principle 4:
A healthy bonding process goes through three stages of regard— adoration, disappointment, and respect

“Adoration” is a very powerful word to use for the regard shown a priest at the beginning of the pastoral relation. Perhaps it is too strong. I choose it, nevertheless, because it expresses the particular nature of the “rosy glasses” with which the priest is viewed in the honeymoon stage.

I heard a priest once describe how he was greeted in his new parish as “the messiah,” “the one who was going to set all things right.” “And the trouble was,” the priest added, “I believed it! I thought I really was going to do all those things.” He went on to describe his own disillusionment with himself, as well as the disillusionment of his parish when they discovered that he couldn’t do everything they had hoped for.

“Adoration” suggests—accurately I believe—that the priest is viewed in divine terms. The priest-symbol is superhuman. When we start a new ministry that’s where we begin. Larger-than-life hopes and longings are stirred up and are focused on us by parishioners. And we, too, are likely to have larger-than-life fantasies of what we will accomplish, of adoring crowds coming to hear us preach, of large numbers of converts through our ministry, of great social action programs being carried out, and the like. This is especially true early in our priesthood.

Then, of course, comes disappointment. We and our parishioners become painfully aware of our mere humanity. We and they are faced with the necessity of accepting a merely human rector instead of a messiah. If that task is successfully completed, and both priest and parish move on to the stage of respect, in which the priest respects himself or herself, and in which the parish respects the priest in that priest’s humanity, a healthy bond of regard is established.

I do not believe that The Priest ever vanishes, however. Even when you and I are known as the human beings we are, we still remain, somehow, the image of The Priest. We still are walking symbols of God’s care and love for his people. In a healthy pastoral bond the tension between humanity and The Priest is resolved, not by banishing The Priest, but by accepting the human being.

I have come to understand the meaning of clerical dress and of vestments in this fashion. These special forms of clothing are a concrete sign that the person who wears them is functioning as a symbol, even though he be merely Harry Woolman or Bill Hampton.

Notice that in the progression from adoration, through disappointment, to respect, there is also a progression in perception. At first parishioners know little about the rector as person, they see the rector mainly as priest-symbol. Later, if all goes well, they become able to perceive symbol and real person in harmony. They respect the person who plays the symbol and they accept that person’s offering of the symbol to them.

I speculate that in many of those cases where parishioners become stuck in the stage of disillusion, the rector as real person is never perceived. Instead, the rector becomes the symbol of anti-Christ. “We thought she was the messiah, but she is just the opposite!” The rector becomes the symbol of betrayal at the most profound level.

Just as “adoration” may seem too strong a term for positive regard at the beginning of a new ministry, so “anti-Christ” may seem too strong a term for the negative aspect. And perhaps it is. Yet I have received letters from disillusioned parishioners couched in negative language so strong as to suggest depths of evil far beyond my limited capacities!

In these cases parishioners flip the superhuman coin. They flip from perceiving the rector as beneficently superhuman to seeing the rector as maleficently superhuman. They never perceive him or her as truly human at all.

Principle 5:
A healthy bonding process goes through stages of power settlement

Group formation theory distinguishes three stages in power settlement— dependence, counterdependence, and interdependence. In a new group the members at first wait upon the designated leader to give direction. They depend upon the leader to get things going. Later they begin to see faults in the leader’s performance and begin to rebel against the leader. Finally, group and leader develop patterns by which they depend upon each other.

These stages can be distinguished in the process of bonding between priest and parish. At first parishioners wait to see what direction the new rector will take. They look for clues to the new rector’s intentions, and their general tendency is to cooperate. Later they begin to find fault, and finally they work out a pattern of decision making that is a balance of the forces within the parish.

PRINCIPLE 6:
The bonding agenda is set by the character of the previous pastoral relations of the parish and of the priest

It is well known that parishes tend to call priests as rector in reaction to the character of the previous rector. If the previous rector focused on social action and neglected spiritual life, the parish is likely to look for the same in the new rector if they were happy with the previous rector and to look for the opposite if they were unhappy. This sets the parish’s agenda with the new priest.

Similarly, the priest seeks to establish the same or different characteristics in the new pastoral relation in accordance with the priest’s previous experience. This sets the priest’s agenda with the new parish.

So two agendas set by past experience come together to form the details of what must be worked through in the bonding process. In my present parish I am very conscious that parishioners have been testing me on matters made important to them by their experience with my predecessor. I noticed that in the early months of our relationship they tended to interpret my actions in accordance with the character of my predecessor. I am also conscious that I have been looking for the likenesses and differences between this parish and my previous parish. The bonding process is not complete until the past agendas have been dropped, and new agendas based on present realities have been adopted.

You must ask yourself about the present controversy surrounding you, “What agenda is it? Is this controversy a leftover from my predecessor, or does it realistically concern me and this parish?”

Principle 7:
Of special importance for the new rector are the bonding agendas of your predecessor’s in-group and out-group

Your predecessor undoubtedly had an in-group, a group of people to whom he was especially close and who felt supported by him, persons whose needs he met in a way satisfying to them. He also had an out-group, people unhappy with him in various ways who felt distant from him. When a new rector arrives each group has a special agenda. The in-group hopes that they will have the same relationship with the new rector, and the out-group hopes for something better. The in-group will seek to continue the set patterns. The out-group will seek to change them.

Chances are that neither group will be completely satisfied. The new rector is a different person and will not satisfy the same needs as the previous rector, so some of the in-group will become unhappy. The new rector is likely to continue many of the same policies and practices as the previous rector, so some of the out-group will remain unhappy. The bonding process cannot be considered complete until the relations with these two groups have been worked out. Successful bonding requires that both groups perceive the new rector for the unique person that he or she is, and that they cease to perceive the new rector in terms of the previous rector.

Principle 8:
The healthy pastoral bond is centered in Christ

One of the grievous ills of priesthood is the temptation to the cult of personality. A parishioner says of us, “What a great priest!” and we believe it. We must be clear that we are not The Priest; we are the symbol of The Priest. This means that both we and our parishioners must find our center in Christ.

In behavioral terms this means that the center of parish life must be worship, and in worship you and I as persons must be transparent—we must be symbol to the parish. Our persons must be subordinate to our office. Our vestments must signify more than our persons. Both we and parishioners must focus on Christ.

Principle 9:
Listen to the heart of the parish

The heart of the parish is that group of parishioners who center in Christ by faithful worship, faithful giving, and faithful support and nurture of one another. They are the heart of the local body of Christ and he is at their center. They are bonded to one another in him and it is your bonding to them in him that is crucial. Listen to the heart. What do they tell you?

Principle 10:

The parish must be viewed not only from the perspective of the pastoral bond, but also from a long-term perspective, in terms of parish history and norms

You spoke of how parishioners were in conflict about your predecessor when you arrived, and you spoke of the harm you saw them doing to each other. What you were observing were the established norms of the parish for dealing with conflict, and if they were harmful, then you were observing patterns that need to be changed. Any decision you make about staying or leaving must take into account its effect on parish history and norms. Will your staying or your leaving help those norms be what they ought to be?

Principle 11:
You yourself have a history and a calling

You are yourself at a particular stage in your relation to God. God has brought you to where you are and God is calling you to take the next step, whatever that may be. Any decision about leaving or staying must take into account your own history and calling from God at this stage of your life.

Illustrating the Principles

Let me now illustrate these principles in two controversies from my own experience.

I have been the focus of two parish conflicts in the past eight years. In one case I decided that I must leave. In the other I decided that I must stay.

Last year was my sixth at St. Richard’s. At the end of our annual meeting a parishioner moved that the vestry be charged to evaluate the rector’s performance and to report back to the parish with a list of changes to be made or with the rector’s intention to resign. The motion was amended to include the possibility that the vestry might give the rector high marks, and then it passed. I asked for a vote of confidence and received it. As you might imagine, the meeting was very upsetting to me and to a lot of people.

I discovered later that the parishioner who made the motion had gathered a group ahead of time in support of it. I was not surprised by his hostility. Nor was I surprised that there were others who were hostile. Some had personal disappointments. Others were angry about some of my policies. My attempts at understanding and reconciliation had not borne fruit.

The vestry, which included both supporters (the majority) and critics, spent many hours doing the evaluation, basing it on the criteria of the Book of Common Prayer and the canons. It was very painful for them and for me. They were able to agree unanimously, however, on a written evaluation which said, in summary, that I was adequately fulfilling my duties, and they appended a list of specific perceptions, favorable and unfavorable, of my performance. I responded in writing, and then we circulated the documents in the parish. That took care of the charge given us by the annual meeting, but it did not end the controversy. Vestry meetings were painful. I dreaded them, because at every meeting the critics harassed me about something. Two persons complained about me to the bishop. And during all of this I was filled with self-doubt. What had I done? How could I reconcile the complainers? And worst of all was the sinking feeling, the knowledge, that I couldn’t do anything, that it was me they didn’t like—me the way I am—and that my basic convictions were what led to the disagreements in policy.

During this time I received lots of support. I felt confident of the large majority of the parish. But I was aware of critics who had stopped coming to church and of critics who had withdrawn financial support. It was clear that we were going to run a large deficit.

At vestry meetings I kept trying to respond to the critics. I kept insisting that we work on reconciliation and that we strive for consensus within the vestry. But finally it became evident that the dissenters would have none of it. They were going to oppose not only me, but anything I proposed. This sort of strife was familiar in the parish. Some of the same people who were angry at me had circulated a petition seeking to get rid of my predecessor. Others had been angry at his predecessor. Power politics had been the parish norm.

I finally made two decisions: (1) I was going to stay; and (2) I was going to work with those who were willing to work with me, and not allow the dissenters to bring that to a halt. From that moment everything got better. Our energies were no longer consumed by attempts to reconcile the irreconcilable. Vestry meetings became easier. We began to get things done. One of the dissenters resigned. Another rotated off. And at the annual meeting the dissenters failed to win any seats on the vestry.

During all of this our Sunday worship and our sense of fellowship went well. There was no sign that dissent was growing; indeed, it was quite the opposite. We gained a few new families, and—most striking of all—our pledge canvass resulted in a marked increase in giving.

The controversy at St. Peter’s was different. It erupted in my fourteenth year as rector as a result of one action I took—I fired the music director. I can still see in my mind’s eye the coffee hour after the news got out. People stood around in isolated groups, and when I entered the room I felt cut off. Our music program had been a source of immense parish pride, even though it had also been the source of immense problems.

In this case a lot of my friends were angry at me. We called a parish meeting and decided two things: (1) the parishioners and I would hold a series of small group meetings to see if we could air out and work through things, and (2) we would get an outside consultant to help us find our way.

The small-group meetings were excruciating for me. They became garbage-dumping grounds. Parishioners heaped on me complaints that were years old and of which in many instances I had had no awareness. Vestry meetings were also painful. Friend was pitted against friend. Vestry members who had loved me and supported me were now my critics.

Parish life went on pretty much as usual in terms of attendance and giving and activities, but it hurt a lot. We were having a hard time with each other. The consultant talked with parish leaders individually and had a session or two with the vestry. Finally he advised me that in his judgment I had lost the confidence of the key parish leaders and should leave.

This had been my parish for many years. I had chosen to come to the neighborhood as a young man. I had been ordained from the parish. My wife had been born there and had grown up in the neighborhood. We had raised our children there. I felt a very strong sense of identity with the parish. I had never considered leaving. I wanted to stay, and I told the vestry so. We negotiated an agreement. We would have a parish vote of confidence and allow that vote to be our guide.

When the vote was taken I won by 60 percent to 40 percent. That night I decided to leave.

These two controversies came to different conclusions, and, I believe, the right ones.

First, the two controversies occurred at different stages in parish life. Here at St. Richard’s we were still engaged in the bonding process and were at the disillusionment stage. At St. Peter’s we had long before established the pastoral bond. Here we had been deciding whether or not to go on to the stage of mutual acceptance. There we were experiencing a trauma to the established bond. I had struck a violent blow to that bond, and the question was whether we could survive it.

Second, at St. Richard’s there was a division between the heart of the parish and the dissenters. At St. Peter’s everybody (with but few exceptions) was my supporter. Here it was the heart who wanted me to stay and persons outside the heart who wanted me to go. There it was the heart who said, “Bill, you’ve got to go.”

Third, here the bonding process was proceeding successfully with the heart of the parish. I became aware as the controversy went on that I was in danger of abandoning that heart in order to appease a power-politicking group committed to other values and persons.

Fourth, St. Richard’s has a history of divisions and of settling them by a power struggle—in short, a history of unhealthy conflict. St. Peter’s had no such history; the conflict was carried out with a deep commitment by the leadership to the welfare of everybody involved. Here the dissenters sought to coerce others by withdrawal of support. There support continued throughout.

Fifth, I felt overwhelmed at St. Peter’s. I remember those months as months of muteness. Whereas normally I am voluble, then I was subdued. Whereas normally I am filled with ups and downs of emotion, then I was overwhelmed with sadness. In contrast, my years here at St. Richard’s have been years of blossoming. I have done a lot of writing and new thinking, and have received a tremendous response. A flood of creativity has broken forth from me.

As I see it now, my firing of St. Peter’s music director was not only an attempt on my part to solve a deep parish problem, it was also (although I didn’t realize it at the time) a blow for freedom, both for me and for the parish. As I see it now, I had become too identified with the parish and the parish with me. Rather than being two equal partners in a marriage, we were a merger of personalities. I was drowning and didn’t know it. I needed to get free and didn’t know it. Moreover, the parish needed to be free of me. They needed a rector with a strong sense of himself or herself as a person in his or her own right, a rector who would be more able to see them as they were and to confront them where they needed confronting.

Here at St. Richard’s I am conscious of a different relation to the parish. I am conscious of a difference in me, of my ability to see them more objectively. Here I am much more conscious of the parish’s needs as distinct from my own.

The crucial difference in the two cases is signified by the tactics of the critics and their relation to me. At St. Peter’s the critics were my friends, they cared about me and sought to see to my welfare, even while they criticized. At St. Richard’s the critics were foes, they withdrew support of both me and the parish, and engaged in power plays. They valued the Lord’s Table so little that they withdrew from it in an attempt at coercion. They had so little sense of bonding to the rest of the parish that they abandoned them as well. St. Peter’s had healthy norms of conflict; St. Richard’s had unhealthy ones. My staying would not have helped St. Peter’s; my leaving did us both good. My leaving St. Richard’s would have done harm, for it would have reinforced the unhealthy norms of conflict—it would have strengthened the tactics of withdrawal and coercion, and it would have undercut the tactics of support and consensus seeking.

There is much more to be said, of course. But perhaps the above will be of help.

Your brother in Christ,

Bill

Originally published in Action Information 12, no. 1 (January/February 1986): pp. 14-19.

i Readers from some traditions may find the term The Priest foreign. To catch the larger-than-life intent such readers should think of how Lutherans use the term pastor and some Protestants use the term minister. What is intended is the representational sense of the ordained ministry that evokes feelings and images of The Person of God, the one set apart to represent God’s love and holiness for the people of God. The Priest may not be in his or her own person a holy man or woman, although some priests and ministers are; The Priest is the one who represents, signifies holiness. I suspect that this sign-aspect of ordained ministry is stronger in those traditions that emphasize the ordained minister’s role as president of the sacraments, but I think it can hardly be absent from any tradition that ordains.

It is also important here to see that I am not making a theological claim. I am not saying that ordination causes such-and-such a change in the person. I am, instead, making an observation about what I observe actually happening. As a priest I find myself being experienced as The Priest, not just as a person. I find myself being experienced as larger-than-life. I also find myself sometimes being experienced as transparent; that is, as not being experienced as a distinctive person at all.

For many years I fought against being seen in a larger-than-life way and against being unseen as a person. I resisted wearing clericals. I asked to be called by my first name. I defensively emphasized joint ministry. But I found over and over again that many people still treated me differently from other persons, that many people wanted me to be different, that they wanted me to be something for them other than just myself. And for that it was necessary that I become transparent, that Warner White disappear into the background and The Priest come into the foreground. I finally made a decision: I would do it: I would be The Priest for them. And from then on wearing clericals was easy—it meant putting on my sign. It meant taking on the task of representing.

Long Arms and Long Legs

NOTE: This play concerning parish conflict was written in the 1980’s. The particular issue its center is long-past — should girls be acolytes?  But the dynamics of conflict have not changed. You can read the play in the light of any current conflict.

A parish morality play

Characters

In order of appearance:

Agnes Whitlock, parishioner of St. Philip’s Episcopal Church
Mary Carson, junior warden
Harriett Berman, parishioner
Winifred Jordan, wife of Major Jordan
Major Jordan, senior warden
Rick Campbell, vestrymember
Gina Bonnelli, vestrymember
Gladys Anderson, parishioner
Baxter Homan, vestrymember and treasurer
Jim Whitlock, vestrymember, husband of Agnes
Samuel Blackburn, lay reader
Jeannette (“Nettie”) Blackburn, his wife, lay reader and vestrymember
Owen (“Olly”) Whitlock, son of Jim and Agnes
Woodward (“Woody”) Berman, son of Harriett
William Campbell, son of Rick
Harry Prior, vestrymember
Thomas (“Tip”) Thompson, parishioner
Steven Franklin, parishioner
Michael Bogan, first vicar of St. Philip’s Church
John Jameson, second vicar
Other parishioners

ACT ONE

Scene One. The parish house of St. Philip’s Church sometime in the mid-1980’s. A pass-through and a door to the kitchen are on the left. Double doors to the hallway are at center rear. The furnishings have been arranged for a stand-up reception. At the left is a table upon which are set a silver tea service and coffee urn. At the right is a table upon which will soon be put a large flat cake and many gaily-wrapped gifts. Off to one corner is a third table for serving fruit juice and cookies to the children. On a large paper banner are painted the words, “We’ll miss you, Father Bogan!”

Two women enter by the kitchen door.

Agnes. Don’t you feel guilty, Mary, sneaking out of the service like this? I always do. Sometimes when we’re leaving the communion rail to come out here I have the feeling Father Bogan will look up from the altar, point a finger at me in front of everybody, and say in a loud voice, “Agnes Whitlock, you come back here! You can’t sneak out of here like that! Do you think kitchen work is more important than the work of the Lord?”

Mary. Oh Agnes, you always think everybody’s looking at you. Don’t you know, even though Father Bogan talks that way, he knows as well as we do that somebody’s got to get out here and see to the kitchen. He talks pious. He’s supposed to. But he’s as practical as anybody else. And besides, today he’s anxious to have everything ready for his farewell. You know how he watches over every detail. Don’t tell me he wants to come out here after the service and find us just starting!

The women begin to put cookies and little cakes on the serving table. They take a large flat cake from the pass-through and put it on the right hand table. They take gift boxes from a cupboard and put them out. Etc.

Agnes. I do hope Major Jordan has everybody’s speeches all properly arranged.

Mary. Don’t worry. If there’s anything the Major likes, it’s telling other people what to do and how to do it. My concern is Father Bogan. The two sides of his character are going to be in mortal combat this morning. He fusses over every detail and gets upset when they don’t go right, but he’s also very sentimental. He’s going to be deeply moved, and he might not do his own part in the perfect way he likes. I can just see him worrying afterwards because he was so choked up he didn’t make exactly the right speech.

Agnes. Father Bogan? Mary, what are you talking about? What’s he got to be worried about? We’re doing everything for him. We’re giving him this farewell. We’re giving him presents. We’re giving him thank you speeches. All he has to do is sit and listen and lap it up. I wish I had a life as easy as his. Priests are always judging others; nobody judges them.

Two women enter breathlessly.

Harriett. Good morning, Mary. Good morning, Agnes.

Mary and Agnes. Good morning, Harriett. Good morning, Winnie.

Harriet. Are the tea and coffee ready? Winnie and I have agreed that she will take the coffee and I will take the tea. Ah yes, I see you’ve put out the anniversary settings— good. Winnie, we’d better get in place; they’ll be here any moment.

Voices are heard from the hallway. Parishioners enter talking. Some go to the serving table. Others gather in clumps. Major Jordan, small of stature, graying, tweedy, mustached, a stereotype of the retired Major, bustles in, goes to front and center, looks at each corner of the room, grabs a younger man by the arm, and pulls him front and center.

Major Jordan. Are they ready? Did you brief Anderson and Bonnelli? I see they’re in position at each corner of the room.

Rick [patiently]. Yes, Major. I’ve briefed them. When you start clapping, they’ll start clapping. I’ve also asked two of the women to hold Father Bogan in the sacristy for a minute or two on some excuse or other so we’re sure everything is ready before he gets here.

Major Jordan. Very good, Campbell. Now we must check on the other arrangements.

They seek out Mary and Agnes. Gina and Gladys now come from the serving table into the place the two men have just vacated.

Gina. Oh, Gladys, I don’t know what we’re going to do without him. I know the bishop will send us another priest, and I know that he’ll be just fine, and I know that a church is not built on the priest— but what are we going to do? Whenever I’ve felt low, I’ve been able to go to him, and he understands. I know I’m silly, but I get worried, and he’s always been so patient and has made me feel so much better. What am I going to do? What if the new priest doesn’t understand?

Gladys. Maybe you should talk to your husband, Gina, instead of the priest.

Gina. Gladys! You’re awful! You know I can’t do that! Joe would never understand.

Gladys. Well, I’m glad Father Bogan understands, and I hope the new priest will too.

They move off. Two more take their place.

Baxter. Jim, I just hope the new priest is a little more practical and a little more relaxed than Father Bogan. Father Bogan is always wanting to give away our parish funds, and he’s always fussing over things. I’d like someone who realizes that we have to stash money away for a rainy day instead of giving it to the cathedral or to somebody we don’t even know; and I’d like a priest that doesn’t fuss about whether the acolytes wear gym shoes under their robes.

Jim. Baxter, I don’t think you and I will ever agree about money. I’m with Father Bogan, and I hope the new priest will be too. But I agree with you about the gym shoes and the fussiness. I’d like somebody more relaxed too.

They move away. Samuel and Jeannette Blackburn stop Major Jordan at the center as he is bustling across the room.

Sam. Major, just a moment. Nettie and I were talking. We’re concerned about the lay readers. You’re the director; so you’re the one to speak up for us. What do you suppose the new priest will do? Will he know how important the lay readers are to this parish? Will we have to be licensed all over again? Will we have to take vocal projection and expression tests again?

Major Jordan. Sam, I just don’t know, and I confess I’m as concerned as you are. I’m afraid the new priest may not realize how vital to the health of this parish the lay readers are, and how important it is for him to pay special attention to the group. Maybe not every priest would be as willing as Father Bogan was to meet Sunday noon. But since we make it fun by having lunch together and since it’s only once a month, I figure it shouldn’t be too hard to adjust to the way we do things. Maybe it’ll mean a little extra effort, but he should be willing.

Sam. I agree, Major, I agree. But I don’t think it’s any special effort for Father Bogan. He enjoys our time together. He doesn’t have a wife and children; so we’re his family.

Major Jordan. One of the first things I’ll do with the new priest is impress upon him how important the lay readers are to this parish and to him. But now excuse me, I have things to see to.

They move off. Three high school boys take their place.

Olly. I just hope he doesn’t let girls into the acolytes.

Woody. That’d be awful! We have a good time together, and girls would just spoil it. Besides they don’t know how to serve. They wouldn’t do a good job at all.

Bill. Aw, we don’t have anything to worry about. Remember how we all talked about it, and how we all decided not to let girls in. Not even our mothers wanted girls to be acolytes.

Olly. But it was close, Bill. Don’t forget it was close. Some of the mothers want girls to be acolytes, and who knows what the new priest might do.

They move off. Three men take their place.

Harry. I hope the new priest has long arms and long legs.

Tip. Long arms and long legs! What for?

Steve. You know! Harry’s thinking about the men’s Sunday afternoon basketball. He wants a priest that can really dunk that ball.

Tip. Oh, yeah, sure. I knew that. Well, when you said it…well.

Harry. Listen. We gotta have a regular guy. None of this stuck up stuff like some priests— where they’re better than you. We want a guy who’s regular, just like Father Bogan— only with long arms and long legs.

Steve. Father Bogan’s not a regular guy. It just seems that way sometimes because he plays basketball with us and goes to our children’s school plays and their football games; and he remembers our birthdays and anniversaries. But did you ever call him by his first name?

Harry. His first name! You don’t call priests by their first name! They’re special.

Steve. That’s what I mean. He’s the father. You never forget he’s the father.

Tip. We don’t even call the Major by his first name.

Harry. He doesn’t have a first name.

Steve. But that’s different. The Major needs his title— especially since he’s no longer in the army. Who’d he be without it? Father Bogan’s not like that, but I’d never call him Mike!

Major Jordan suddenly rushes up.

Major Jordan [in a hoarse whisper]. Now! Now! Clap now! Here he comes!

The hall doors open. Everybody turns toward them and begins clapping. Father Bogan enters, dressed in black clericals. He looks a bit startled, breaks into a broad smile, clasps his hands over his head and shakes them, then begins to clap too.

Scene Two. An evening two months later. The parish hall is set up for a vestry meeting. Three tables are set in a U shape with the opening toward the audience. Seated at the center of the crossing table on the outside of the U, facing the audience, is Major Jordan. To his left is Mary. To his right is Baxter. On the outsides of the other tables are the remaining vestrymembers: Rick, Gina, Jim, Nettie, and Harry.

Major Jordan. There are two issues before us tonight— one is the proposal made by our junior warden, Carson here [The Major tosses his head sideways towards Mary without looking at her], that we delay getting a new priest and do a parish self-study first; the other is what I trust will be our main item of business, the election of our new vicar. As you know, we are a mission church, rather than a self-supporting parish, and so the bishop could appoint our new priest for us, if he wanted to. But he doesn’t want to. He wants us to act like a parish as much as possible. That’s why he calls this body a vestry, he calls me senior warden, and he calls Carson here [Tosses head] junior warden. He wants us to elect our new vicar, and I think that’s what we should do. But Carson here [Tosses head] has another idea. She wants— but let’s have her do the explaining. Carson.

Mary. I don’t think we’re ready yet for a new priest. I know we’ve met with two candidates, two fine men, two very promising interviews. But they’re the ones who are ready; we are not. 
 Father Bogan was with us for 20 years. He is an exceptionally fine priest, and the only priest this parish has ever had. The diocese sent him here to found this parish, and he did. Everything here bears the stamp of his personality. He chose the building plans. He chose the cross over the altar. He chose the vestments. He chose how we do the service. He trained our acolytes, our lay readers, our altar guild. In many ways he chose us, his parishioners and his vestry, too, because we who are here are the ones who fit his way of doing things. We are the ones who came to this parish instead of to St. Thomas’s or St. Paul’s; and we did it because we liked what we found here— and that’s because of Father Bogan.


Now we need to find ourselves, independently of Father Bogan. A new priest is not going to be Father Bogan. A new priest will be different. We will not be able to make a new priest over into Father Bogan’s image. We need to take a good look at who we are. We need to settle some things among ourselves. Then we will be ready to call a new priest.


I move that we delay the calling of a new priest by six months in order to do a self-study and to prepare more thoroughly for the new priest.

Rick. I second the motion.

Major Jordan. I know that Carson here [Tosses head] means well. I know she has our good at heart, and once in a while she has even proved to be right. But in this case I feel she is urging us to make a major mistake. I know it’s the fashion these days to do the sort of thing she suggests. It’s very much the rage. But I’m old-fashioned. What we need is not very complicated. We need a priest who will do the services, see to the Sunday School and the youth, and bring in new people. Father Bogan got us started, and I don’t wish to criticize him, but everyone of us here knows what his weakness was— he just wasn’t a go-getter. He never got in new people after those first few years; he only kept us going. We need someone with youth and vigor, who’s good with young people, and who will attract newcomers. I don’t see any sense in wasting time with a study.

Rick raises his hand.

Major Jordan. Campbell.

Rick. I’d like to support Mary’s suggestion. I think it’s unrealistic for us to expect a new priest to bring in newcomers. We all know— or we should all know— that after the first few years of this parish’s life, this community stopped growing in population. We’ve stood still in numbers in this community as well as the parish for the past 15 years. I think what the Major says just underlines our need for a self-study. We need to become clear about what we expect from a new priest, and increasing our numbers I don’t believe should be one of them.

Gina raises her hand.

Major Jordan. Bonnelli.

Gina. I think we should be sure to get a priest who is a good listener, someone who is patient and understands people. There are a lot of people in this parish who need to be able to talk to their priest.

Major Jordan. Bonnelli, I’m sure you’re right. Priests should be understanding. But that’s not what we’re discussing now. We’re discussing whether or not to have a self-study.

Mary, Rick, and Jim speak simultaneously— But— Major Jordan!— That’s—

Major Jordan. One at a time. One at a time. Whitlock.

Jim. Gina was right on the subject, Major. She was beginning to do what we all should do in a self-study. She was beginning to tell us what she thinks our important needs are in a priest. It’s exactly because you and she and others don’t agree on what we need— whether we need a good listener or a people-getter or what— we can’t have everything in one priest— that’s why we need a self-study. I suspect the sensitive listener Gina wants is not likely to be the people-getter you want.

Major Jordan. Now there I think you’re wrong. I think we have such a person right now. I think we’ve talked to him. I think Father John Jameson is just the man for us. He’s young. He’s vigorous. He has a fine, attractive personality. He’s right out of seminary; so he’s up-to-date. I’m sure he’s a good listener. Didn’t you feel that when you talked to him!

Baxter. He’s not going to break our pocketbooks either. I know that’s an unpopular matter to bring up. But the fact is that the other man, Father Stowton, is a lot senior to Father Jameson and will cost us more money— money we don’t have. I think that with Father Jameson we will not only be getting youth and vigor, we will be getting a reasonable price.

Noticeable silence.

Major Jordan. Well, yes, Homan, you’re right, of course, but for the moment you’re out of order. We’re not discussing the two candidates yet; we’re discussing the matter of a self-study. Are there any other comments on Carson here’s [Tosses head] proposal for a self-study?

Harry. I know what I want, and Father Jameson sounds like just the guy.

Nettie. I liked what he said about lay readers.

Major Jordan. Are we ready to vote? [Pauses.] All those in favor of Carson here’s [Tosses head] motion for a self-study raise your right hand.

Mary, Rick, and Jim raise their hands.

Major Jordan. All those opposed use the same sign.

Gina, Baxter, Nettie, and Harry raise their hands.

Major Jordan. The vote is four to three in the negative. The motion fails. We will now proceed to the main item of business, the election of a new priest. All of you but Harry here were present at the interviews of Fathers Jameson and Stowton. We had a thorough discussion of the two men with the special committee last Sunday, for which Harry was present. We have had a brief discussion of the two men and of the issues involved just now, although most of it was out of order. Are there any further comments? Are you ready to vote?

Mary. I have some comments.


I said earlier that both are fine men. Either one could be a fine vicar of St. Philip’s. I am prepared to support and help whoever we call, yet I do believe there is a clear and important difference between the two men that leads me to urge the election of Father Stowton.


Father Jameson has been a priest for barely a month. As you know, his only experience as an ordained parish minister is the six months he has just completed as a deacon on the staff of a large parish. He would come to us, in other words, almost straight from seminary. Father Stowton, on the other hand, has had twelve years experience in parish life, three years in his first parish and nine in his second. He was frank with us about the difficulties he had in his first parish and about what he learned from them. He was also frank about his strengths and weaknesses. We know that if we call him we will be getting a man who is experienced and skilled in counseling, pastoral work, routine parish administration, and preaching. We know also that he does not see himself as skilled in youth work, community work, or promotional work. If we call him we can depend upon him for the first kinds of work and we will have to provide some other way for the rest. But, most important of all, we know that Father Stowton understands himself and parishes. He knows how parishes work, how parishioners react to him, how he needs to respond to their various expectations, and what effects his particular personality and ways of doing things are likely to have.


I think Father Jameson is a fine young man, but I am afraid of what will happen to him and to us if we call someone with so little experience or training in the complexities of parishes. I am appalled that our seminaries offer such inadequate preparation in this respect. From everything I can tell they depend far too much upon their graduates’ becoming assistants in large parishes, or upon their doing as Father Stowton says he did— making a lot of mistakes and learning from the pain!
 I intend to vote for Father Stowton and I urge you to do the same.

Baxter. I didn’t mean to speak. I thought I had said everything when I talked earlier about Father Jameson’s youth and vigor and reasonable salary expectations. But when Mary talks about Father Stowton, a man who admits to failing in several very important ways, I can’t keep quiet.
 Did you hear Father Stowton talk about the misunderstandings he has had with parishioners? Did you hear how he talked about disappointing them? About the expectations that he failed to meet? Did you hear about the conflicts in his parishes?
 Is that the kind of man you want?


I find it hard to believe that Mary is serious. But I’ve heard her talk in this impractical way before; so I suppose she is.


Do you want a man who expects conflict and difficulty instead of a young and vigorous man whose seminary record is as excellent as Father Jameson’s and whose attitude is so cheerful and outgoing? I know which I want, and I imagine that all of you do too.

Rick. Mary, I have to part company with you here. I supported the notion of a self-study, because I really think we can benefit from a period of readjustment from the loss of one priest and of preparation for a new one. But I think that if we are going to vote now, we ought to go with someone of ability instead of someone whose record is so spotty. I feel for Father Stowton. I sympathize with his pain and with his dedication, but he’s oriented in a negative way. He expects problems. I don’t like that. I want a positive, forward looking attitude in our new vicar.
 I am going to vote for Father Jameson.

[Silence.]

Major Jordan. Does anyone else wish to speak?


If not, are you ready to vote?


All those in favor of Father Stowton raise your right hand.

Mary raises her hand.

Major Jordan. All those in favor of Father Jameson raise your right hand.

All the rest, except the chairman, raise their hands.

Major Jordan. Father Jameson is elected.


Will the clerk please record the results of the election and send a copy to the bishop so that he knows that we wish to hire Father Jameson at the diocesan minimum wage.

Scene three. Two months later. Setting as in Scene One, except this time the banner reads, “Welcome Father Jack Jameson!”

Agnes and Mary enter as in Scene One.

Agnes. Didn’t you just love that sermon, Mary! I never realized how stuffy and out-of-date Father Bogan was until now; Father Jameson— er, Father Jack— is so much more up on things! Isn’t he wonderful! And I don’t feel at all guilty about sneaking out after communion to get ready for coffee hour! Father Jack would never say an unkind word!

Mary. Yes, Agnes, he is a nice young man. I think we are all going to like him very much.

The women busy themselves as before— except there are no gifts or flat cake.

Harriett and Winifred enter breathlessly.

Harriett. Good morning, Mary. Good morning, Agnes.

Mary and Agnes. Good morning, Harriett. Good morning, Winnie.

Harriett. Are the tea and coffee ready? Winnie and I have agreed that she will take the coffee and I will take the tea. Ah yes, I see you’ve put out the anniversary settings— good. Winnie, we’d better get in place; they’ll be here any moment.

Voices are heard from the hallway. Parishioners enter. Major Jordan bustles in, goes to front and center, looks at each corner of the room, grabs Rick by the arm, and pulls him front and center.

Major Jordan. Are they ready? Did you brief Anderson and Bonnelli? I see they’re in position at each corner of the room.

Rick [patiently]. Yes, Major. I’ve briefed them. When you start clapping, they’ll start clapping. I’ve also asked two of the women to hold Father Jameson— er, Father Jack— in the sacristy for a minute or two on some excuse or other so we’re sure everything is ready before he gets here.

Major Jordan. Very good, Campbell. Now we must check on the other arrangements.

They move away. Gina and Gladys replace them.

Gina. Oh, Gladys, isn’t he wonderful! He looks so gentle and kind! I just know he’ll understand me!

Gladys. Have you tried Joe, Gina? Are you sure your own husband isn’t the one you should talk to?

Gina. Gladys! You’re awful! You know I can’t do that! Joe would never understand.

Gladys. Well, I’m sure Father Jameson— er, Father Jack— will understand, and things will be just fine for you.

They move off. Baxter and Jim take their place.

Baxter. I managed to talk to Father Jameson— er, Father Jack— for a little while just before the service, and I’m very encouraged. I told him what I thought about giving so much money to the cathedral and he said that it sounded like something we should look into. I can see already that he’s going to be more reasonable than Father Bogan. And did you notice, he’s wearing loafers and a grey shirt, instead of the formal black ones Father Bogan always wore. He’s definitely going to be more relaxed about the acolytes’ shoes.

Jim. Baxter, I wonder if Father Jameson— er, Father Jack— meant what you think about the money. I hope that when we do what he said— when we look into what we give outside the parish— he may come to the conclusion that we’re not doing enough.

Baxter. Nonsense! Any sensible man— or at least most sensible men— I’ve never been able to figure you out, Jim— sensible men prepare for rainy days. I’m sure that’s what he meant.

Jim. Hmm. Well, you and I agree about one thing, Baxter— about the way he dresses, and about the gym shoes and the fussiness. I like somebody who’s relaxed about those things too.

They move away. Sam and Nettie stop Major Jordan at the center as he is bustling across the room.

Sam. Major, just a moment. Nettie and I were just talking. Have you had a chance to talk to Father Jameson— er, Father Jack— about the lay readers? Will we have to be licensed all over again? Will we have to take vocal projection and expression tests again?

Major Jordan. I talked to him yesterday and impressed upon him the importance of the lay readers to the life and health of this parish. I am happy to report that he agreed with me wholeheartedly. In fact, he wants to have a special meeting with us as soon as possible.

Nettie. But will we have to take all those tests again?

Major Jordan. I didn’t have time to ask him about that. I just told him about our Sunday noon meetings and lunch, and how important it is to us for him to be there and to take part. I’m sure he understood.

Sam. But what about the licenses? Are we going to have to do those things all over again?

Major Jordan. Licenses? Oh, I don’t know, Sam; you’ll have to ask him yourself.

They move off. Olly, Woody, and Bill take their place.

Olly. Whaddya think? Is he gonna let girls into the acolytes?

Woody. That’d be awful! They’d just spoil it for everybody! But he seems like a nice guy, doesn’t he. Didn’t even notice my gym shoes!

Holds up one foot to show the gym shoes he is wearing. All three boys guffaw.

They move off. Harry, Tip, and Steve take their place.

Harry. Did you see those arms and legs! Did you see how long they are! He’s gonna be great!

Tip. Long arms and legs? What are you talking about?

Steve. Have you forgotten already? The men’s basketball— Harry wants a priest that can really dunk that ball.

Tip. Oh, yeah, sure. I was just kidding. Well, when you said it…well.

Harry. Listen. He’s a regular guy. You can tell that just by looking at him. None of this stuck up stuff like some priests— where they’re better than you— only he has long arms and long legs.

Major Jordan suddenly rushes up.

Major Jordan [in a hoarse whisper]. Now! Now! Clap now! Here he comes!

The hall doors open. Everybody turns toward them and begins clapping. A young priest appears, dressed in a grey clerical shirt and a sport coat. He is flanked on one side by his four year old daughter, whose hand he is holding, and on the other side by his wife, who has a baby in her arms. They appear mildly startled by the applause, smile, and move hesitantly into the room.

Steve [aside to Tip]. His arms and legs don’t look extra long to me.

Scene Four. A week later. The parish house is set up for a vestry meeting.

Father Jack, Major Jordan, and Mary enter.

Major Jordan. I think it would be wise, Father Jameson, for me to chair the meeting. You are not yet familiar with the parish and its difficulties, and some of them are right on the vestry.

Father Jack. I think we had better set the right pattern from the beginning, Major Jordan. Canon law says that a rector is to chair vestry meetings, and we as a mission are urged to function as much like a parish as possible; so I think I had better chair the meetings starting with the very first one.

Major Jordan. But—

Mary. Your long experience, Major, and your insight are very important, and I suspect that Father Jack may benefit even more from them if you’re at his right hand giving him advice. Isn’t that true, Father Jack?

Father Jack. Oh, yes, of course…

Slight pause.

Mary. The Major is senior warden for good reason, Father Jack. He really has earned his position. He was not only the right hand man to Father Bogan on the vestry and in parish management, he also has been director of lay readers for— how long has it been, Major? Twenty years?

Major Jordan. Not that long, Carson. It’s only been nine, though I confess it sometimes seems like twenty.

Lights are dimmed and then raised. Twenty minutes have elapsed. The vestry is now seated at the tables as before, except that now Father Jack is at the center, Major Jordan at his right, and Mary and Baxter at his left.

Baxter. So you see, Father Jack— and members of the vestry— it is imperative that we cut our disbursements to the cathedral substantially and begin to accumulate a fund to prepare for a rainy day, the day when our roof needs repair or the furnace breaks down.

Father Jack. I believe our giving to the diocese is set by agreement among the parishes at our annual diocesan convention, isn’t it?

Major Jordan. The diocesan convention votes on it and imposes it on us, if that’s what you mean.

Rick. Yes, that’s right. The parishes of the diocese together determine what each parish’s share of the expenses will be. If we want to have a lower amount, we’ll have to come to some arrangement with the other parishes. I believe there is a method for doing that if we can show cause.

Baxter. Aren’t a leaking roof or a broken down furnace cause enough?

Rick. They’re not broken down.

Baxter. Yet— but they will be. Any prudent man knows that the day of reckoning will come. We can’t continue to live so high on the hog, spending so much on office equipment and supplies, giving so much away, and not expect to pay the price one day— and soon. We all know it’s coming.

Father Jack. What percentage of our budget are we giving to the work of the diocese?

Baxter. I haven’t figured it out, but it’s too much.

Jim. It’s about twelve percent.

Father Jack. That doesn’t seem too high.

Curtain.

ACT TWO

Scene One. Several months later. The parish house. Set up for an ordinary Sunday after-service coffee hour, ordinary coffee urn instead of silver tea and coffee service.

Agnes and Mary enter.

Agnes. I’m really disappointed. I made a special effort to let him know that our Olly was going to be in the game, and he didn’t come. He said something about his family. But why should they stand in the way? Father Bogan always came to the things our children were in— the school plays, the football games, the scout troop meetings— all the things that are so important to our families. I don’t see why Father Jack can’t do the same.

Mary. Father Bogan was single. He had no other family but us. The extra time that Father Bogan spent with us is the time that Father Jack spends with his wife and children. Father Bogan’s parish time and private time weren’t separated; apparently he didn’t need them to be. But Father Jack needs his private life and so do Linda and the children.

Agnes. All I know is that Olly was very disappointed, and Jim and I are too.

The women busy themselves as before.

Harriett and Winifred enter breathlessly.

Harriett. Good morning, Mary. Good morning, Agnes.

Mary and Agnes. Good morning, Harriett. Good morning, Winnie.

Harriett. Is the coffee ready? Winnie and I have agreed that I will take the coffee and she will take charge of the children’s table. Ah yes, I see you’ve got those tasty danish rolls— good. Winnie, we’d better get in place; they’ll be here any moment.

Voices are heard from the hallway. Parishioners enter. Major Jordan bustles in, grabs Rick by the arm, and pulls him front and center.

Major Jordan. We’ve got trouble. Do you know what he’s done! He renewed all the lay readers’ licenses without so much as a word to anyone. Do you know what that means?

Rick. No. I don’t. What does it mean?

Major Jordan. It means he didn’t have a meeting, he didn’t talk with the lay readers, he didn’t have them read anything, he didn’t talk with me, he didn’t come to our last meeting— he just isn’t paying any attention.

Rick. Oh. Didn’t he come to your last Sunday meeting? Surely he’s come to some of them? Didn’t I hear—

Major Jordan. Yes. Yes. He came to two of them, but then he said something about his family and about how tired he is after Sunday services. I tried to explain to him how important to the parish the lay readers are, but he didn’t seem to care. And now he’s just gone off on his own, doing something by himself that we used to do together. That means trouble.

Sam and Nettie walk up.

Sam. Did you hear?

Nettie. Yes, Major, did you hear?

Major Jordan. Hear what?

Sam. About the lay readers’ licenses. He’s renewed them!

Nettie. And without those tests! We didn’t have to go through all that enunciation and projection stuff that Father Bogan—

Major Jordan. — and I—

Nettie. — made us go through. Isn’t it wonderful!

Major Jordan. Yes, I suppose so; it’s fine for you. But listen to me. Don’t you realize—

The group moves away. Gina and Gladys take their place, pulling Father Jack with them.

Gladys. The time has come, Father Jack, for you to do something about it. We’ve waited long enough. We were patient with Father Bogan because we loved him, but he certainly was off base on this one. There is no reason in this day and age why girls shouldn’t be acolytes as well as boys. My girl and Gina’s are just dying to serve, and all you have to do is say the word. Father Bogan never appointed an acolyte master; he ran the acolytes directly himself; so you don’t have anyone to contend with. All you have to do is to start training our girls, and we’re all set!

Gina. That’s right, Father Jack, almost all the women are for it. We’ve waited long enough.

Father Jack. I don’t see any problem. Practically all the other parishes have girl acolytes. I think I can promise you a change. Gladys, how would you like to be acolyte master?

Gladys. Me?! Acolyte master! But I don’t know anything about it.

Father Jack. That’s easy enough. I’ll show you everything you need to know, and then you can just go into action. Whaddya say?

Gladys. Well, I never dreamed it would come to this. Well, OK, if you think I can do it.

Father Jack. Good. This should be a lot of fun.

Scene Two. Two months later. The hall is set up for a vestry meeting.

Father Jack, Major Jordan, and Mary enter.

Father Jack. I wanted this time before our vestry meeting to tell you about a decision I have made that may cause some trouble and to get your advice.

Major Jordan. More trouble!

Father Jack. Well, I hope not too much more— especially with your help.

Mary. What is it you want to tell us?

Father Jack. As you know, I’ve been having some problems making it to the lay readers’ meeting and lunch. You may not know I also find it hard to make it to the Sunday afternoon basketball games. In fact, they’re even harder because they’re every week. Frankly, by Sunday noon I’m exhausted, and these two events are just too much. I can’t continue to take part in them— at least not on Sunday.

Silence.

Mary. What do you want from us, Jack?

Father Jack. I need your help to face those two groups. Major, you’re already mad at me, and so are some of the other lay readers; and I have the feeling that some of the basketball players know how I’ve been feeling and resent it. How can I make them— how can I make you— understand?

Major Jordan. Mary, I guess you were right. We elected someone too young and too inexperienced.


Father Jameson, I have to tell you straight out, I can’t help you. I don’t think anybody can help you except you yourself. As I see it, the problem is your attitude. You don’t seem willing to live the life of a priest dedicated to his people. Your own personal needs seem to come before the welfare of your flock. Only you can change that.

Silence.

Mary looks at the Major. Then she turns towards Father Jack.

Mary. Jack, did you know that I voted against calling you here?

Father Jack. No. I didn’t.

Mary. I thought we needed a more experienced man to follow Father Bogan. But I’m beginning to change my mind.

Father Jack and Major Jordan. Change your mind!

Mary. I think that was a courageous thing you did just now. I think it took a lot of guts and a real love for this parish and for yourself to tell us the problem you were having and to ask for help.


Major, don’t you see the strength in what Father Jack just did? I hope you will change your mind and help explain to the lay readers and to the basketball players that Father Jack is not Father Bogan and that they cannot expect him to do exactly what Father Bogan did. I know it’s disappointing to you and to them— you had a deep and satisfying relationship with Father Bogan— but Father Jack is a different person and things just have to be different. He has to learn a lot of things about how a parish works and about how he fits in a parish— and I see him beginning to do that— but we have to change too. There is no way another priest can come in here and be Father Bogan for us. We have to adjust too.

The lights are dimmed, then raised. Twenty minutes have passed. The vestry is meeting.

Jim. As chairman of buildings and grounds I am sorry to report serious problems with the roof. We have some expensive repairs ahead of us.

Scene Three. A month later. The parish house is set up for the Sunday morning coffee hour.

Agnes and Mary enter.

Agnes. That was the most outrageous sermon I have ever heard! It was self-centered, self-serving, and just plain unfair. He made an arbitrary decision at the urging of a small group of malcontents, and now he wants to defend it in terms of the equality of all souls before God! Well, I feel perfectly equal to any man, and I never served at the altar! I see no reason why girls should be acolytes!

Mary. I suppose your Olly is upset too.

Agnes. Of course he is! He and the other boys and Father Bogan used to have such a good relationship. They had a good time together and they learned a lot. Father Bogan was wonderful with boys, and now this new man has gone and spoiled everything— and on top of that, he did it all on his own. When those same women raised this issue before, Father Bogan had a big parish discussion. We all talked it over, then did a survey, and most of us were against it. Father Bogan said that as far as he was concerned that settled it. Apparently Father Jack doesn’t care what we think. He’s just gone and made this change without talking to us at all.

Mary. Yes, I am sorry about that. But don’t you see— he was trying to respond to a considerable group of people and also to follow his understanding of the gospel. That’s what he was trying to tell us this morning— how in Christ there is no male or female— that we’re all equal in the sight of God.

Agnes. I know that. I said that. I’m equal. I always have been.

Mary. And he was apologizing for the way he did it. He apologized to us— didn’t you hear that?— for rushing ahead without more consultation. He didn’t know about our discussion and survey. We didn’t tell him, and it didn’t occur to him to ask.

The women busy themselves as before.

Harriett and Winifred enter breathlessly.

Harriett. Good morning, Mary. Good morning, Agnes.

Mary and Agnes. Good morning, Harriett. Good morning, Winnie.

Harriett. Is the coffee ready? Winnie and I have agreed that I will take the coffee and she will take charge of the children’s table. Ah yes, I see you’ve got those tasty danish rolls— good. Winnie, we’d better get in place; they’ll be here any moment.

Voices are heard from the hallway. Parishioners enter talking. Major Jordan bustles in, grabs Rick by the arm, and pulls him front and center.

Major Jordan. That was an outrage!

Mary detaches herself from Agnes and seeks out Father Jack.

Mary. Jack, I need to talk to you.

Father Jack. Yes, Mary.

Mary. It’s about the Major.

Father Jack. Oh yes, Mary.

Mary. He’s hurting.

Father Jack. Hurting!

He’s hurting! What do you mean?! He’s criticizing me, he’s blaming me, he won’t listen to me— there he is now, pouring venom into Rick’s ear— and you say he’s hurting!

Mary. Yes. He’s hurting. Have you ever wondered why no one calls him by his first name? Have you ever wondered why he wants to be called Major? Have you ever wondered why he wants to be senior warden? Why he’s been head of the lay readers so long?

Father Jack. He needs to feel important.

Mary. Yes. He does. And you’re taking that away from him. Father Bogan knew the Major needs special attention, and he gave it to him. The Major needs reassuring praise just the way small children need it. I suppose a psychologist could explain the reasons. All I know is that when he feels important and recognized he’s a fine person, but when he feels unnoticed or criticized, he falls apart, he does things he’s ashamed of later.


He needs you, Jack. He needs your attention. He needs your approval. You’ve got to give it to him, or you and he and this parish will all suffer.

Our attention turns to front and center, with the Major and Rick.

Major Jordan. I don’t think it can go on much longer like this. Unless he changes drastically, I think he’ll have to go.

Rick. I don’t think it’s as bad as that. Besides we don’t have the authority to get rid of him. Only the bishop can do that.

Major Jordan. I’ll be on the phone to the bishop soon enough if that’s what’s needed, but I’m not ready to do that yet. He still needs a chance. I’ll talk to him once more to see if I can bring him to his senses.

They move away and are replaced by Gina and Gladys.

Gina. I never was so disappointed in anyone in my life! I went to see him, but he didn’t understand at all. He asked if I had discussed my feelings with Joe, and when I said I hadn’t, he suggested that I do it. When I said that was impossible, he had the gall to suggest that I have professional counseling. I told him that Father Bogan had understood and had helped me a lot, but that didn’t seem to matter to him.
 Oh, Gladys, what am I going to do?

Gladys. Why don’t you talk to Joe?

Gina. Gladys! You’re awful! You know I can’t do that! Joe would never understand.

Gladys. Well, I think Father Jack understands, and I hope you will too.

Harry, Tip, and Steve now replace Gina and Gladys.

Harry. He doesn’t have any arms or legs at all, as far as I’m concerned. He doesn’t want to play with us, and I don’t want to play with him. If something drastic doesn’t happen soon, I’m going to resign from the vestry and go to another parish.

Tip. What’s that? Another parish? What for?

Steve. Harry, I think Father Jack deserves another chance. I think Sunday afternoon is just like he said— a bad time for him. I know that I wouldn’t want to play basketball at six o’clock on a weekday night, right after coming home from work. That’s what it’s like for him. It’s his most tired time of the week. It’s his time off. He told me that’s when he likes to fall asleep in front of the TV or go to a movie. He says he needs to do something mindless and effortless. He says he needs the time from Sunday noon until Tuesday morning for rest and recovery.

Harry. Rest? Recovery? Rest and recovery from what? He doesn’t do anything worth doing. Does that look like work to you— what he does? It doesn’t look like work to me.


No. I’ve made up my mind. Either he goes or I go!

Curtain.

ACT THREE

Scene One. Two days later. The rector’s study. Father Jack and Major Jordan sit facing each other with the desk and bookcases, etc., in the background.

Father Jack. Thank you, Major Jordan, for coming to see me.

Major Jordan. I had been meaning to call you myself.

Father Jack. I know how busy you are and how many people seek you out for advice and help. I’ve hesitated to take your time, but I need to draw on your experience and insight and influence in the parish.

Major Jordan. Oh, yes. Of course.

Father Jack. I’ve been thinking about some of the things you’ve said, and’ve decided I’ve perhaps been too hasty at times. I need your counsel now on what to do about a number of things. Especially I need your help in dealing with the anger that some people feel toward me. What do you think I should do?

Major Jordan. Well now.

[Clears throat.] I wish you had come to me earlier.

Father Jack. I did come to you earlier.

Major Jordan. With a repentant attitude, I mean.

Silence.

Father Jack is swallowing his pride.

Father Jack. I meant— I mean— to be penitent.

Major Jordan. Good. That’s the place to begin.

Father Jack. Yes, it is. We can be repentant together.

Major Jordan. Me, repentant!

Father Jack. Yes. I think it’s important for us to be two sinners together before God, two needy souls seeking his help and each other’s.

Major Jordan. I thought we were here to discuss your problem, not mine.

Father Jack. We both have problems.

Major Jordan. Oh, is that right? Tell me about it! [Very tensely.] Tell me about my problem!

Father Jack. Maybe this isn’t the time.

Major Jordan. You’ve started it! Now finish it! What problem? What’s my problem?

Father Jack. I really don’t think you’re in any condition—

Major Jordan. Any condition! I’m here because I wanted to help you. I still do. But you begin by telling me I have a problem. Now I want to know what it is! Tell me! We can’t go one step farther until you tell me!

Father Jack. I think, Major Jordan, that you are a wonderful person.

Major Jordan. That’s not a problem.

Father Jack. I think you are also a needy person.

Major Jordan. Needy!

Father Jack. Yes. I think that just as I have weaknesses, so you have a weakness— you have a need to be important to people, to do things to help people in such a way that you receive from them the thing you also need.

Major Jordan. Something I need.

Father Jack. Yes. It’s a simple enough thing. We all need it in one way or another, some a little more than others. You need recognition. You need it from me. You need it from the vestry. You need it from the lay readers. You need it from the parish.

Major Jordan. I need a lot don’t I?! I’m a very needy person, aren’t I! I’m practically a mental cripple, aren’t I, I’m so needy! Well, let me tell you who’s needy. You’re the needy one. You’re the one who needs help. You’re the one who’s in trouble. Needy! I’ll show you who’s needy.

The Major stomps out.

Scene Two. Vestry meeting a week later.

Major Jordan. As you all know, several of us on the vestry have been in touch with the bishop concerning the crisis here at St. Philip’s. We have asked him about the procedure for dismissing our vicar, Father John Jameson. He has advised us that he will abide by any decision we as a vestry make. He says that he thinks it important for these decisions to be made on the local level. We should be aware that because of the resignation of Harry Prior from the vestry a vote of four will be sufficient to pass a motion.
 [Pauses.] I believe that Baxter Homan has a motion he wishes to introduce.

Baxter Homan raises his hand.

Father Jack. Baxter.

Baxter. This is very painful for me. I wish you no harm, Father Jack, but I think that for the sake of the parish I must proceed. I move that this vestry petition the bishop to dissolve the pastoral relation between us and Father John Jameson.

Father Jack. Is there a second to the motion?

Gina. I second the motion.

Father Jack. The floor is now open for discussion.

Baxter. I don’t believe we need more discussion prior to this vote. We have already discussed enough. I’d like to call for the question, but if anyone really wants to speak I don’t want to deprive them of the opportunity.

Mary. I agree, Baxter, that discussion is not likely to change our minds, but I think it’s important for us to be able make public our reasons for our votes. I suggest, therefore, that we cast our votes one by one and that those who wish have the opportunity to explain their vote.

Silence.

Father Jack. I can’t tell from your faces whether you’re agreeing or disagreeing with Mary.

Baxter. I agree. I think it’s a good idea.

A general murmur of assent.

Father Jack. I take it that you all agree. Very well, we will proceed with the vote. Shall we begin with the maker of the motion and the seconder and proceed around the table?

Silence.

Father Jack. Does that silence mean assent?

Baxter. Yes. It does for me.

A murmur of assent.

Father Jack. Baxter, what is your vote?

Baxter. I vote Yes, to dissolve the pastoral relation.

Father Jack. Do you wish to explain your vote?

Baxter. No. My position is well known.

Father Jack. Gina?

Gina. I vote Yes. I do not wish to explain my vote.

Father Jack. Rick.

Rick. I vote No. I believe that we are now in a position, if we all work together, to heal our wounds and move ahead.

Father Jack. Jim.

Jim. I vote No. I agree with Rick.

Father Jack. Nettie.

Nettie. I vote Yes. Anybody who can do what you did to the— I don’t want to say any more.

Father Jack. Major Jordan.

Major Jordan. I want to give my explanation before I give my vote.


As all of you know, I have been angry with Father Jameson. I believe he made a number of serious mistakes almost from the beginning. It has seemed to me that the situation was irrecoverable. A large number of parishioners are angry with him. Several families have transferred to other parishes. Harry Prior, as you know, has resigned from the vestry and transferred to St. Paul’s. Several other families have either reduced their giving to the parish or have threatened to leave.


The situation is very bad. It will take a small miracle to heal our wounds, even with another priest.
 But the most critical factor for me has been a scene that took place between me and Father Jack just a few days ago. I had been thinking of seeing him because I wanted to do everything I could to help. As it happened, he phoned me first, before I got around to phoning him. That was very enheartening to me. I thought to myself that if he could reach out to me, perhaps I would be able to reach out to him. I was even more enheartened by the way in which our interview began. He apologized, and asked for my help! He said how much he valued my contribution to the parish. My heart surged with hope. But then he dashed it to the ground. He said something about our both being sinners and our both being in need of repentance. I was incensed! Who was he to judge me? I went home outraged.


I’ve had time since then to think over the meaning of that interview. It gave me some idea why so many people are angry with Father Jack.


It’s something like this. He is young and inexperienced. But his heart is in the right place, his intentions are good, and he’s trying. He’s just not very skilled yet. He tried to reach me— that’s what I began to realize as I thought over our interchange. He was trying to reach my soul! He didn’t do it very well. He made me very angry. In fact, he made me so angry that I’m surprised I heard anything at all. But I did finally hear his love. I suddenly realized that he was seeking to love me.
 So much to my own surprise I vote No. I wish to keep the pastoral relation between us and Father Jack Jameson.

An audible sigh runs through the meeting.

Gina. The vote is tied! It’s up to you, Mary, and we all know how you’re going to vote.

Father Jack. Mary, what is your vote?

Mary. I vote Yes.

All. Yes!

Major Jordan. Mary, you don’t mean that! That’s a vote to dissolve the relation!

Mary. That’s what I mean. I believe the relation should be dissolved. You may be right, Major. In fact, I rejoice to hear what you’ve said. I rejoice in what has happened between you and Father Jack. I rejoice in his reaching out to you.


I agree with you that he’s learning. But I think it’s too late for him and us. I believe that both he and we need growth, and that we have started to change— this meeting is a sign of that— but I think we need to do it with other partners. Father Jack needs to start over and so do we. So I vote Yes. I vote to dissolve the relationship.
 I believe we should send a letter of explanation to the bishop. We should tell him of our confidence in Father Jack, of the wonderful way in which we have seen him struggle to grow and learn, and we should recommend that he be given another parish— under the supervision of an experienced priest, I should think. I vote Yes.

Father Jack. The motion is carried.

Scene Three. The rector’s study. Father Jack is packing his things. Mary enters.

Mary. I’ve wanted to see you for some time, Jack, but I found it very hard, since I was the one who voted you out.

Father Jack. I’ve found it difficult too. But it helped a lot when the bishop told me you’d been to see him to urge that I be given another assignment. He said he was very impressed by what you had to say. So I’m in your debt. Thank you.

Mary. I meant what I said at the vestry meeting. I think you are on your way to being a fine priest. I’m sorry it has to be so painful.

Father Jack. The bishop is sending me to St. Peter’s, the parochial mission of the cathedral. I’ll be working under the Dean’s supervision.


What happened here, Mary? What went wrong?

Mary. Jack, I think a parish priest is much more than someone who leads services and visits the sick. Everybody in the parish looks to you for something important in their lives. Somehow you have to sense what that is for each person, and then you have to respond in a way that will help them grow in Christ. You can’t be just one of the guys and you can’t be a psychotherapist. You have to be very savvy and very sensitive and very tough. You walked into a parish that wasn’t ready for a new priest, a parish that was still tied to your predecessor and expected you to be just like him. Parish priests have to do a lot of discerning of spirits— you have to see into people and into groups, to discern the spirit that is in them; and then you have to deal with that spirit. I think you walked unawares into all kinds of spirits until they drew blood.

Father Jack. Yes. We certainly drew blood.

Curtain.