St. Antony’s Cave

Everyone gets what Simon and Garfunkel meant when they sang, “ Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio/ A nation turns its lonely eyes to you?/ What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson/ Joltin’ [I always thought it was “jumpin’.] Joe has left and gone away.”  Well we know where Joe has gone.  He’s buried at a cemetery in California, but where has Samuel Nafzger gone? (more…)

It was a clown that first helped me see there is more than a rift, more than a divide, there is a chasm between Reformed and Lutheran. (more…)

First I get a joyful message from Higher Things that they are now a Recognized Service Organization of the LCMS (which means by the way they are in service to it).  Then I have faithful members passing on the good news.  Much like Garth Brook’s song I find these higher things highlight my lower places. (more…)

A hospital is not a strange place to find theology.  Where men are suffering and dying is a good place to find theology.  What is remarkable to me is that the theology of the theologians is expressed so clearly. (more…)

Either I’m not being sent the memos or I don’t know where to pick them up.  I didn’t get the memo that the confessional position had changed on the order of creation.  The roles of men and women now apply only in the home and in the pastoral office not in the world or in church offices made by man.  Apparently I also  wasn’t sent or failed to pick up the memo about the new understanding of Romans 16:17. (more…)

St. Paul Lutheran Church, Austin, Texas wants to be a confessional Lutheran congregation.  You might say they want to get to Elert, but they don’t even make it to Akron. (more…)