The Peacock 1572

"T hey never tracked me down.  And I was not about to be discovered. Fortunately, no one saw me get in my car and drive away.  I couldn't be traced.  But I didn't want to be found or known.  By anybody.  until that time I had never had what the born-agains call a personal relationship with Jesus or God.  That simply is not Anglican.  Oh, I had faith alright, but then a few nights later he appeared to me in a dream.  Only these words he spoke to me.  "The truth will set you free." I am going to admit something here that could cost me my job.  And I am saying it right here.  Public domain.  Anglicans are notorious liars.  Anglican priests are some of the biggest liars on the planet.  We make Donald Trump look like an innocent teller of tales.  I have seen this happen over and over, the deceit, the cover-ups.  Shortly after the accident, a man attending the parish where I was assisting came to grief with the diocesan office.  He was appealing for help.  Apparently, on a trip to Colombia he had some traumatizing encounters with some of the street beggars and their small children. He said that their pain and suffering became a thorn from Christ's crown piercing him to the very depths of his soul. He had doubts if he could continue an  Anglican, knowing what we were really like, what absolute lying hypocrites we are.  He appealed for pastoral help, was ignored, stonewalled.  He became relentless and exposed all of us on his blog.  He was threatened with a lawsuit.  He retaliated by going public with CBC.  We backed down.