The demon fossil fuel – oil – is being blessed by Bishop Melissa Skelton; but only if it is to be used on a bicycle chain. If only I lived in Vancouver: I would have a can of oil blessed and pour it into my SUV – well, I don’t actually have an SUV but I would be sorely tempted to go out and buy one.
From here:
Praying a blessing over a canister of bicycle chain oil may seem unorthodox, but the Anglican Bishop of New Westminster assured Metro her ritual, conducted Wednesday, was doctrinally sound.
“Yes, it’s something I’m allowed to do,” Rt. Rev. Melissa Skelton said with a laugh, as she stood on the lawn of the Diocesan offices in Shaughnessy. “It’s the every day and the useful where God shows up.
“In this case, we’re blessing things … that lead to better stewardship of the environment. It starts with the small and goes bigger.”
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Adapting the ritual for chain lubricant may seem unusual, but the ideas of community and being anointed for action in the world is related to environmental commitments, Skelton said.
“This is also the oil used in vehicles that would be the implements of action — protecting the climate and finding other ways to get around that don’t depend so much on large amounts of fossil fuels,” she explained.
Considering that she willingly adopted the apostasy of her predecessor she is not in a position to bless anything. If she were true to her vows she would have reversed the deceptive actions taken against orthodox Christians. Anything she might claim to bless simply makes Satan smile. She is one of the apostate leaders within the ACoC that has virtually removed any claim for the ACoC to be Christian. Anything she or her apostate colleagues claim to bless is nothing less than a curse.
“Weird,” is the first word that comes to mind, followed closely by, “bizarre.” A stranger unfamiliar with the current customs of the Anglican Church in Canada, who may have stumbled upon this ceremony, might think it was a comedy act or an improve skit, and be waiting for the audience to break out in laughter. I can imagine such a person, witnessing this performance, casting his eyes about, to the right and to the left, at other members of the crowd, self-consciously searching for a clue as to when to laugh or applaud.
I’m amazed that the Rt. Rev. can take herself seriously.