All in colours!

Yesterday the Sweeny Chapel was decorated with all the peoples, languages, ornaments and yes their gods too! from the different nations represented at CTS as we celebrated Global Christianty with a Eucharistic Service.  As I sat and looked on and participated in the service, I remebered the chourus of a certain song that my fellow Cursillistas know very well..."All in colours and so muct all love be of every bright colours..."  All the colours of this world come together to make one perfect complete portrait. Look at the rooster or the peacock and their feathers. All in different colours but combinded together they make one fine rooster of peahen. All the colours are accepter also. Thats exactly how I felt in chapel yesterday. I felt equal among equals. I could freely wear my afro-caribbean religious garbs without unhelpful crticisms. I added to the 'colours' and it was well appreciated. Had I worn such garbs in my own home country there would be remarks of me being rebellious, obeah wuka, scientist, among other things. Well maybe I am. But here my 'colour' is accepted. I am truly and authentically Anglican,...but just one with a different 'colour'.  Talking about 'a prophet being honoured in his own country'(Jesus the Christ). Jesus' 'colour' was not accpeted by his own, his won received him not . The Samartian woman did though. Would to God if the experince I had yesterday was the same case everywhere in the world, even my own town. Would to God if I could truly 'go out from this real world into the real world....' as the Rev Dr Lorna Shoemaker dismissed us with.