It was forty years ago that I walked into an Anglican Communion service in Canada and encountered my first Anglican woman priest in the liturgy. I was rather excited. I was not long out of Anglican theological college and no one had quite understood what the fuss was all about. The issue about priesthood had been presented very simply and simplistically: “If men can, why can’t women?”.
My experience that day was both powerful and strange. I found myself experiencing a severe and incomprehensible clash between rationality and intuition, head against heart, that was going to act as a commentary on the future of both Church and society.
