Who will be the Next Archbishop of Canterbury?

Following the resignation of Archbishop Justin Welby, the process to appoint the next Archbishop of Canterbury is underway. The Crown Nominations Commission (CNC), comprising 17 voting members—including representatives from the Diocese of Canterbury, the General Synod, the Archbishop of York, and five members from the global Anglican Communion—will oversee the selection.

Several bishops are considered potential candidates for this esteemed position:

• Stephen Cottrell: Currently serving as the Archbishop of York, Cottrell is the second most senior bishop in the Church of England. At 66, his age may be a consideration, but his experience and leadership are noteworthy.

• Sarah Mullally: The Bishop of London and third in seniority within the Church, Mullally has a background as the NHS’s former Chief Nursing Officer. Her leadership in the diocese and public health experience make her a prominent figure.

• Guli Francis-Dehqani: Serving as the Bishop of Chelmsford, Francis-Dehqani was born in Iran and fled to the UK during the Iranian revolution. Her unique background and advocacy for justice issues position her as a potential candidate.

• Graham Usher: The Bishop of Norwich and the Church’s lead bishop on environmental issues, Usher is recognized for his focus on climate action and social justice.

• Martyn Snow: As the Bishop of Leicester, Snow has experience in fostering interfaith relationships and has been involved in discussions around same-sex unions within the Church.

The selection process is expected to be thorough and may take several months, with the CNC engaging in consultations, shortlisting, and interviews to discern the most suitable candidate to lead the Church of England and the global Anglican Communion.

Summary

Archbishop was accused of failing to take action on abuse
He takes 'personal and institutional responsibility'
Tenure marked by division over women clergy and gay rights
Welby's successor will face challenges of unity

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