That’s the name for a file folder in my email for the last 2 ½ years. I wasn’t trying to be flippant, but it is. As of 12 September 2019 in the year of Our Lord, I am no longer a member of the church I was born into, baptized, confirmed, and ordained by (Here’s my letter: Continue reading
“Let’s get physical, physical…Let me hear your body talk,” sang Oliva Newton-John in 1981. Well, we’ve went a step beyond that. Now the national zeitgeist says “Let’s get chemical, chemical…Let me hear my body talk.” Continue reading
If you grew up in the 40s to the early 70s, Selective Service, though I don’t think it was always called that, was the big bugaboo. Males 18 and up had to register to serve in the armed forces. It was a big deal. It is not likely that there would have been the prolonged protests against the Vietnam “conflict” if there had not been a draft in place. Selective Service was – and with the pending registering of women should be again – a bugaboo in the secular world. Selective Fellowship is among theologians. Continue reading
This sure didn’t seem like the mainline liberal, bang-the-social-gospel-gong church, I expected to find. I found the Gospel here, liturgy (low church but liturgy nonetheless), and no contemporary worship. Continue reading
Well, this is an embarrassment. I saved this post October 2018. I think it is my parody of the type of Bible “study” I see being done, but I honestly don’t know if it’s that or I am passing on one I found. I did a Google search and found something like this but not this. So while it is an example of a Bible Study that is neither studious or Biblical, I’m not sure who gets the credit or discredit as the case may be. Continue reading
The title of the December 18, 2017 New York Times book review of Eric Metaxas’ biography of Martin Luther is “Slaying the Dragon of the Dark Ages”. The review of his book here may be more aptly styled as slaying the dragon slayer. Continue reading
In The Two Towers the character Wormtongue makes the Lord of the Mark believe he is weaker than he is by discouraging words, by disparaging his strength, by highlighting his age. He’s a true spirit of despair. He’s a walking Slough of Despond, Continue reading
Like those yellow books with big black letter titles on all things PC, not political correctness but personal computers, this Wisconsin Evangelical Synod church was church for dummies, or more PC (here politically correct) “church simplified”. It was definitely Christian, certainly not distinctively Lutheran, and definitely not identifiable as confessional Lutheran. Continue reading
America’s one-time favorite pastime started up again last week. They’re talking about pending rule changes. Balls and strikes called by AI; hey, in a badly called game you wonder if there is any intelligence at all. They’re talking about having a count on the pitch as you do on the shot in basketball. If you want to shorten the game, get rid of batting gloves. Continue reading
Stop right here. I’m no scientist. I don’t have a scientific mind or bent. I’ve never had one course in physics. You are free to go no further or to proceed to see if I make a fool of myself. If you read no further, I’m like Schrodinger’s cat. Continue reading
