I crossed the Thames around 18 years ago, coming from an Evangelical/Dispensational background. And since coming into the Anglican fold, Iv'e discovered that to grow into this tradition is to acclimate one's self to what is arguably the purest ecclesial expression of primitive catholicism extant. I revel in the irony: becoming a member of a church and tradition associated with the magisterial Reformation has ushered me into the world of Ireaneaus, Cyprian, Chrysostom, Augustine and the Cappadocians. Being Anglican makes one into a living, breathing paradox of the Chestertonian variety. Perhaps this is key to understanding why so many of our brethren, on either side of the Catholic/Protestant divide, find Anglicanism a puzzle?