Anglo-Catholicism: is it out for the count?

Over at Khanya, my long-time internet friend (goes back further than blogs) Steve Hayes has written an excellent post about Anglo-Catholicism and its diminution if not yet complete disappearance.  I commend this post to Desert readers.  I have also commented on the post.

I believe it raises deep questions relating to history and culture.  Do we expect such a rise and decline of the expressions of faith?  Are we so tied to our culture that we can only express and respond to faith in contemporary ways that are condemned to rise and decline throughout human history?   

Many people of faith hold to a certain absolutism of key areas of faith in season and out of season.  Certain expressions of faith - take for example Desert Spirituality - never quite go out of fashion or season.  Sometimes, like in recent years, they become more widely known and practised and at other times such expressions gain the interest of only a few.  

These are just a few questions that could be discussed - and not least of these issues is that of mission: of the Christian community's Christ-given task to take the good news into the world and the response or lack of response our implementation of the mission might receive.  Comments welcome.

Seasons of the Soul: Constancy

In the Language of Flowers, bluebells are constancy

CONSTANCY

Who is the honest man?
He that does still and strongly good pursue,
To God, his neighbor, and himself most true:

Whom neither force nor fawning can
Unpin, or wrench from giving all their due.

Whose honesty is not
So loose or easy, that a ruffling wind
Can blow away, or glittering look it blind:

Who rides his sure and even trot,
While the world now rides by, now lags behind.

Who, when great trials come,
Nor seeks, nor shuns them; but does calmly stay,
Till he the thing and the example weigh:
All being brought into a sum,
What place or person calls for, he does pay.

Whom none can work or woo
To use in any thing a trick or sleight;
For above all things he abhors deceit:
His words and works and fashion too
All of a piece, and all are clear and straight.

Who never melts or thaws
At close temptations: when the day is done,
His goodness sets not, but in dark can run:
The sun to others writes their laws,
And is their virtue; Virtue is his Sun.

Who when he is to treat
With sick folks, women, those whom passions sway,
Allows for that, and keeps his constant way:
Whom others faults do not defeat;
But though men fail him, yet his part does play.

Whom nothing can procure,
When the wide world runs bias from his will,
To writhe his limbs, and share, not mend the ill,
This is the Mark-man, safe and sure,
Who still is right, and prays to be so still.