Elizabeth Johnson v US Bishops Update

 I have posted elsewhere on the theologian Eliazbeth Johnson debacle and these are the latest updates in full from NCR here and here from dot Commonweal

Cardinal Donald Wuerl's claim, posted on the U.S. bishops' conference website, that his invitations to meet with Sr. Elizabeth Johnson about her book Quest for the Living God went unanswered are "demonstrably and blatantly false," the noted theologian said in a letter sent to the Cardinal.

You have to click here  to look inside !

In her letter to the cardinal, Johnson says she is "aghast at the accusation you make in the USCCB website post that I have not responded to any of the offers to meet."
"I never received an offer to meet at a definite time or with a protocol or agenda that would ensure serious discussion of the issues in my book. If I had, I would have accepted immediately," writes Johnson. "In addition, each offer was vague about time, indicating that a meeting would take place after the committee’s deliberations were over."

Closing her Oct. 30 letter, Johnson writes: "To say you tried to reach me by phone and e-mail and I did not respond is demonstrably and blatantly false."

Johnson urges Wuerl to remove the Oct. 28 release from the bishops' conference web site. "For the sake of your own reputation for truth-telling, and for the good of the church, which does not need any more controversy, I urge you to take down this post."

The poem below is "A Sleep of Prisoners",written by Christopher Fry 
taken from Elizabeth Johnson's book Quest For The Living God :

The human heart can go the length of God
Dark and cold we may be
But this is no winter now
The frozen misery of centuries
Cracks, breaks, begins to move
The thunder is the thunder of the floes,
The thaw, the flood, the upstart spring.

Thank God our time is now
When wrong comes up to meet us everywhere
Never to leave us 'til we take
The greatest stride of soul folk ever took
Affairs are now soul size
The enterprise is exploration into God
But where are you making for
It takes so many thousand years to wake
But will you wake, for pity’s sake ?

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