Impressions...
Three weeks ago today I was consecrated as the Bishop of Brechin, a diocese in the Scottish Episcopal Church. The diocese is centred in Dundee, and follows (more or less) the coast from (nearly) Aberdeen to (nearly) Perth. This blog will be an occasional space to reflect on my ministry in Dundee City, Angus and the Mearns and the Carse of Gowrie, the proper names for that geography. So what have my impressions been of the past three weeks? Welcome. People smiling as I meet them for the first (or second, or third) time. Communities (church and other) that are busy with their internal life and wondering about their external life. Places that are a mixture of hope and prosperity and despair and darkness. People who are wondering a) what a bishop is and b) what this one might be like or even do. I described the first few days to someone as being a bit like boarding a speeding train without waiting for it to stop. So much is going on, there is busyness, there is a whirl of