It was a holy mess.
(That’s the best I can do at 11:40 p.m. on the Friday of
Jurisdictional Conference. A holy mess.)
It was a holy time; but it sure was a mess.
It was a messy time; but it was indeed holy.
And in saying that, I am not offering criticism. I left
Jurisdictional Conference very proud to be United Methodist. Not because it
wasn’t a mess; but rather because of the way we worked in and through the
messiness together.
The primary purpose for the Jurisdictional Conference is to
elect and appoint bishops. To be elected, a bishop must receive 60% of the
votes. There were three bishops needed in our Jurisdiction, and ten people who
were endorsed candidates. That meant we had to vote 23 times before getting our
three new bishops.
In between each of these votes were opportunities to
“caucus” within our Missouri delegation, as well as speak with others if we
wished. Now, I’m not naïve. I know that political maneuvering happens in
systems such as our beloved United Methodist Church. But it felt weird to me, even
to have the word “caucus” spoken in relation to an activity of the church. I think
the crux of the matter is, there were too many secrets for a group that is
supposed to believe the truth will set us free.
In the course of these conversations, I learned that there
was a conference who really wanted one particular candidate for their bishop.
They thought he was just the right person to lead this conference in shifting
their priorities and helping them think and organize missionally. I think he
would have done very well and was voting for him so that he might be sent
there.
Of course, I understand that it doesn’t really work that
way; the assignments are made by the Episcopacy Committee after the elections.
But I kept voting for him because I knew that this conference really wanted
him, and I was voting on their behalf. I was trying to vote missionally rather
than politically, if that makes sense.
Problem was, they were too small a delegation to have any impact
on the elections. Even voting together in a bloc their collective voice was
hardly more than a whisper on the floor of the conference. Stated bluntly, the
bigger conferences organize efficiently and end up getting exactly what they
want. Again, that’s not a criticism; that’s simply how it works.
However, the end result of the elections and assignments is
actually really good. From what I know of the three new bishops and the three
areas to which they have been assigned, some really good things are going to be
happening in the UMC in our jurisdiction over the next few years. Cynthia Harvey, Gary Mueller, and Mike McKee are gifted leaders and creative visionaries, and the denomination is a better place with the three of them in episcopal roles.
And that smaller conference who really wanted that
particular person for bishop? It turns out that they haven’t been assigned a
bishop at this point (more on that later), instead they will receive two
retired bishops to serve on an interim basis, leaving open the possibility that
they may receive the person of their choice anyway, although the process by
which that may or may not happen is in no way clear at this time.
Another thing I noticed: In between votes there were reports
given from various groups within the Jurisdiction. Now, at Annual Conference
these reports are times of celebration and support. At Jurisdictional
Conference they felt kind of like time fillers. There were times I felt really
bad for the people giving reports, because it seemed like hardly anyone in the
room was truly paying attention to them, let alone celebrating and supporting.
And then there was the whole set of circumstances around the
involuntary retirement of Bishop Earl Bledsoe of the North Texas Conference. (Back story) While
there are many perspectives and opinions being expressed and I encourage you to
read and understand all of them, no single perspective can see the whole story.
All I can offer is what I saw.
I saw a Jurisdictional Conference holding a bishop
accountable for ineffective administrative leadership.
It was intense. I cannot adequately describe the emotion of
the room as the process unfolded. Don House, the chair of the Jurisdictional
Episcopacy Committee, and Bishop Robert Hayes, who presided over the session at
which the vote was taken, handled the situation with dignity and grace, and
projected a calm and solemn attitude that was appropriate to the significance
of the moment.
Two members of the Jurisdictional Episcopacy Committee are from
Missouri, and were involved in the lengthy hearings at that level. Rev. Cody
Collier and Larry Fagan are to be highly commended for their faithfulness and
diligence, and both were obviously drained by the experience, physically,
emotionally, and spiritually. My admiration and respect for each of these men
has grown exponentially.
I do not believe this was a racist attempt to oust a black
bishop in favor of a white one. Nor do I believe this is an example of the “good
ol boy network” trying to shelter one of their own from further repercussions. These
are two examples of opinions I have read that I simply cannot agree with. They
just do not align with the way I experienced this process.
As a denomination, we have wondered together about
accountability. There has been renewed emphasis on accountability for pastors,
and parallel to that, questions about how to hold bishops accountable, also.
This is what we saw at Jurisdictional Conference last week: a process by which
bishops can be held accountable for ineffective administrative leadership.
It started when the North Texas Conference Episcopacy Committee
expressed their desire that Bishop Bledsoe not be re-assigned to North Texas.
That would be similar to a local congregation’s Church Council (or Staff/Parish
Relations Committee) letting their pastor know that they would like a change in
appointment. That’s when Bishop Bledsoe announced he would retire. And then he
reversed course and decided to remain an active bishop. The matter then moved
to the next level of our system, the Jurisdiction.
The Jurisdictional Committee on the Episcopacy worked
diligently and faithfully to study the situation and discern the best way to
resolve it. They heard from multiple sources, they spent many hours with Bishop
Bledsoe himself, they prayed for wisdom and guidance, and they came to a
recommendation they considered to be the most gracious and just resolution.
They brought that recommendation to the entire Conference, we heard from Bishop
Bledsoe himself, we considered it and prayed over it, and voted to affirm their
recommendation.
And that’s what happened.
As of September 1, Bishop Bledsoe will be a retired bishop.
If he decides to appeal the decision to the United Methodist Judicial Council
(like our denominational Supreme Court), he will remain in retired status as
the process is advancing. As I mentioned before, one of our Annual Conferences
is being served by two retired bishops, on an interim basis. Some news articles
are reporting that he will be an active bishop as the appeal is happening; that
is not my understanding of the situation.
In his remarks, Bishop Bledsoe said that there is a process
in place by which a complaint against a bishop can be brought, addressed, and
resolved. He implied a preference for this process rather than the one that
unfolded. He has a point. That is indeed one of the processes that might have
played out here. The end result of that process, if the complaint is justified,
can be harsh, including the removal of clergy credentials.
The process that was followed comes from paragraph 408.3 of
the United Methodist Book of Discipline, which allows a Jurisdictional
Episcopacy Committee to place a bishop in retired relationship by 2/3 vote if
it is “in the best interests of the bishop and/or the church.” The process was
fair, gracious, and just.
It was messy; it was holy.
It was messy because accountability is hard sometimes,
especially when it is a beloved bishop being held accountable. It was holy because
the mission of God for the church was always at the forefront of the
conversation, and all that was done was done with grace and love.
So that’s what I’m going with, still - a holy mess. A messy
holiness? We are in the world, and not of it. We are both already and not yet. We
are sinners forgiven. We are a bunch of screwed up people trying to do the best
we can to realize the reign of God on earth.
We are the church. We are the United Methodist portion of
the Church, specifically. And we do things well together. It is rarely easy. It
is often messy. And by the grace of God, it is holy.
2 comments:
How glad I am to have discovered this blog. Andy, your observations and words are gracious, thoughtful, and thought-provoking. Thank you so much!
Andy, thanks for your thoughtful reflections on what was certainly a mess, and nonetheless a mess through which God was clearly able to work. I think that on the continuum between sacred and secular (if such a thing exists), we have to recognize that there is indeed a "messy middle" where the boundaries between the two extremes don't always present themselves so neatly. It's easy to clutch at our pearls and act as if we're offended by the process, but it's the only process we've got (for now), and I still believe God can (and does) work in the process. As a member of that smaller annual conference you speak of, I'd be curious to see how you unpack the implications of our interim assignment (which we're pretty happy with, although we're anticipating further developments down the road). Let me know if you want to compare notes on that some time, and I'm sorry we didn't get a chance to talk at SJC. Blessings!
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