This pretty much describes any Episcopalian church I have known. I was bothered when I heard he was an Episcopalian, otherwise known as the Anglican church in America because it is hard to keep an orthodox, pro-life Christian point of view while under that influence.
My father’s side is all Episcopalian and they like to describe themselves as Catholic-lite to which my response is yeah and a Nerf ball is a lite bowling ball. My aunt, God rest her soul, was the only regular church goer among them and she was pretty liberal- supporting the “marriage” of my lesbian aunt and encouraging my dad’s book on Buddhist meditation.
In my younger, far less religious and more libertarian days, I attended the backyard marriage ceremony of a lesbian couple, friends at the time. It was officiated by an Episcopal priest. Even then, it felt so utterly wrong.