Any Episcopalians out there know which Saints the Episcopal church recognizes as such? And do they still cannonize new ones?
"Any Episcopalians out there know which Saints the Episcopal church recognizes as such? And do they still cannonize new ones?"
Check out this site of St. Gregory of Nyssa Episcopal Church: http://www.saintgregorys.org/,
Among other things you can view icons of St. Malcom X (EL-HAJJ MALIK EL-SHABAZZ), St. Sojourner Truth, St. Black Elk, St. Cesar Chavez, St. John Coltrane, St. Charles Darwin, St. Ella Fitzgerald, St. Mohandas Gandhi, St. Thurgood Marshall, St. John Muir, St. Eleanor Roosevelt, and St. Rumi the Sufi.
http://godsfriends.org/Vol8/No2/Dancing_Saints.html
"And do they still cannonize new ones?"
Mainly the Saints cannonized before the reformation (certainly the early church fathers, for sure) would be recognized by the Episcopal Church formally, don't know about more recent ones for sure. Answer to the second question is "no".
Happily ex-Episcopalian (now Catholic) here, but I can give you the word.
The Episcopalians basically recognize all the saints that the English (i.e. Catholic) church recognized before Henry's little difficulty over Anne Boleyn.
As for new ones, the problem with the Episcopagans is that there is No Adult Leadership (which is what got them into the trouble they're in today.) So there's no central authority to recognize new saints . . . so dioceses and parishes tend to just wing it on their own.
Which is why you get St. Malcom X (EL-HAJJ MALIK EL-SHABAZZ), St. Sojourner Truth, St. Black Elk, St. Cesar Chavez, St. John Coltrane, St. Charles Darwin, St. Ella Fitzgerald, St. Mohandas Gandhi, St. Thurgood Marshall, St. John Muir, St. Eleanor Roosevelt, and St. Rumi the Sufi
. . . . and at one Diocesan Choral Festival around MLK day we wound up singing some abominable anthem that started out, "Holy Martin, Blessed Martyr."
I almost walked out, but decided it would embarass my choirmaster and I could live with it. But I DIDN'T sing!
Adult leadership is a wonderful thing that you don't truly appreciate until you've lived without it . . .