My Journey in the Episcopal Church
as a Black Woman (and a bishop's daughter)
by Cynthia Primo Martin, written for the Delaware Communion Magazine
Quite frankly, I thought I was just a regular kid. The fact that I attended most church services, programs, and events at St. Simon’s Church in Rochester, New York, seemed normal at the time. My father worked a hundred hours a day saving people (and spent so little time at home, for which I took him to task for when I was in college), and my mother performed the roles of altar guild convener/flower arranger, Sunday School and Bible School teacher, organizer and leader of our Girls’ Friendly Society chapter, cooking for and inviting single, elderly and/or wayward members to Sunday dinner, etc. Early on, I knew ... read complete story here
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