Anne Wetzel, 'The Cross' Arriving at a large conference like Lambeth for the first time, joining hundreds of people from around the world, was a very, very confusing experience. All the delegates with divergent ideas and agendas, the sprawling campus, the myriad meetings, prayer groups, services and activities created an almost unbearable sense of chaos. Overwhelmed, I sought some symbol of unity. The pectoral crosses I saw every day became the anchor I needed to make sense of what I was experiencing. This montage is my gift to the people of Lambeth. A photo montage of pectoral crosses (~255K JPEG file) Front page of this issue |