I'm in a funny place with it. Not officially an Anglican any more, but I've been challenged recently by the whole issue and the impact it has on my faith.
For some reason, I found it easier to reconcile my sexuality with things, than I have done the women thing, and I think a large part of that was because I chickened out and just married the first bloke who asked.
And it's not about ability, any fool knows that women clearly have the ability to lead. It's all about the authority and reasons we make the decisions we do. I get the anglican three-legged stool thing, and I always did think it was cobblers, really, because what always appears to happen is that Human reason wins out over the bible everytime on issues like this - I suppose I acknowledge now that it probably did with my sexuality.
But you know what? If I can reason my way through it all, then what frigging good is it anyway? And where the hell does that leave me? Because I know full well whenever I try and do the things I think are best, I cock it up. And if the bible is a sort of pick and mix selection, then, tbh, I'm quite happy to leave it right now, and I completely understand (and indeed, have always understood) an atheist's point of 'well, it's just a book like any other'.
I don't have any problem with women vicars, bishops, prime minister, presidents, yada yada yada. I wanted to be one myself at one point before fate spun me off into a much more repressive life. But the bible really does appear to have a problem with it all, and if my faith is based in it, which it is, then this is all a bit self-defeating.
I'm not making much sense tonight, I'm very unhappy generally, and this has just highlighted a few things that rub the wound sorer.