As night follows day, so the Vancouver Pride Bacchanalia follows that of Toronto. Why Anglicans have become so devoted to it is beyond me; but they have. Instead of staid strawberry socials, we have Cathedral breakfasts celebrating “diverse sexualities and gender identities”.
I’m tempted to conclude that this infusion of homoerotic sexual obsession is demonic, a ploy of principalities and powers that seeks to pollute this world until Christ’s return. But it is so lacking in subtlety that it’s hard to believe that our Enemy would try something so ambitiously crass. Unless, that is, he has concluded that his victims have lost all common sense, all instinctive understanding of what is right and what is wrong.
From here:
Christ Church Cathedral provided the springboard for local Anglicans to become involved in the Pride festival on Sunday, and get involved we did!
In tandem with Dean Peter Elliott, Cathedral parishioner Peter DeGroot organized this year’s Anglican entry in the Pride Parade and made it known that marchers from other parishes were welcome to join in. Peter DeGroot was also the server and leader of prayers at the Cathedral’s 8am Pride Service; the Feast of the Transfiguration (transferred) was celebrated, with Dean Elliott presiding and the Rev. Alisdair Smith preaching. The service began with the rainbow candelabra being lit on the altar as we offered prayers of thanks for all God’s beloved children and lamentations for the harms experienced by people of diverse sexualities and gender identitities [sic – a Freudian slip if ever I saw one].
The service was followed by an excellent breakfast supplied by Cathedral volunteers and a sign-making session in the parish hall, after which marchers found leisurely lunches in various places before gathering for the 1:30 “call time” on Robson Street. Our contingent of roughly 40 people was near the very end of the parade, and thus it was all the more amazing to witness the energy and enthusiasm with which we were greeted by people who had already been standing in the hot sun for hours. As a marcher, it was remarkable to witness the variety of ages and enthnicities in the crowd – Vancouver is truly a vibrant, multi-cultural oasis.
