I left the ECUSA after being subjected to a pro-choice sermon, and having a priest lie about it and then attempt to intimidate me into being quiet.
I failed to mention that I was the senior warden of the oldest Episcopal church in west Tennessee, 1832.
At the last convention that I attended I felt like I was in another world...It was no longer the denomination that I
grew up in.
I think I would’ve walked out in the middle and never looked back.