We were "high church" - as my dad says, up in the rafters with the bats - so we swam the Tiber and are now Catholics.
It's amazing to me how little difference there is in theology between an Ultramontane Piskie and a Catholic. When we sat down with our current rector (who is everybody's idea of a Faithful Irish Priest with No Nonsense About Him), the only points of difference were the validity of Anglican Orders and the supremacy of the Pope. As my husband told Monsignor, "we can deal."
My 18 year old daughter still marvels occasionally at how little has changed.
That is good to know, they seemed happy with the change. God Bless! Glad we got this all straightened out. Freepers are a feisty lot.
Yeah? How's the music?! lol