30 September 2016
29 September 2016
Today is, of course, the Feast of St. Michael and All Angels. It was a great, great joy to celebrate the Feast today at the International Center Chapel, with that wondrous Altarpiece staring me in the face. The choir blessed us with a Henry Gerike setting of the Gradual and then during Distribution with an absolutely stunning two-part selection by Jean F. Lallouette, (1651-1728):
Christ, the glory of the holy angels,
Thou who made us and loveth us:
Send us thy counsel,
guide all to Thy throne.
The heavens declare the glory of the Lord
and forever doth the earth sing His praise.
I may have preached at the Ambo, but Henry Gerike preached a far more powerful sermon on the organ as he led the singing of "Christ, the Lord of Hosts Unshaken." Send him to his fiery grave, indeed!
Thanks to Pastors Robson and McMiller and Aaron Nielsen for assisting.
“Let Your holy angel be with me, that the evil foe may have no power over me!”
28 September 2016
Additionally, the iPad actually allows you to be productive because it shuts out the distractions: you can only have two apps running at a time at most (and most of the time I only have one). I've also shut off all notifications (yeah!) and email arrives only when I tell it to.
Tim Cook was right: it's worth asking, do I really need a laptop or desktop anymore? Not everyone will have the same answer, of course, but in my case, this has surely made life simpler and more elegant for content creation as well as consumption.
27 September 2016
What would you do if Christ himself with all the angels were visibly to descend, and command you in your home to sweep your house and wash the pans and kettles? How happy you would feel, and would not know how to act for joy, not for the work's sake, but that you knew that thereby you were serving him, who is greater than heaven and earth. If we would only consider this, and by the power of the Word look beyond us, and think that it is not man, but God in heaven who wishes and commands these things, we would run full speed, and in a most faithful and diligent manner rather do these common, insignificant works, as they are regarded, than any others.—Martin Luther, Homily for Trinity XIX
26 September 2016
25 September 2016
Well, that was St. Louis. Playing things a bit safer at JFK, right? So Krauser drops me off at 1 on Sunday afternoon. Surely I'll have line today, I think. Wrong. Again, I literally walk straight through and didn't even bother unpacking my deodorant (which, of course, they don't notice), figuring, if they catch it, it'll not slow up a soul. So I strolled through, picked up my backpack, got myself a coffee and a banana and I thought: "Self, this is almost like flying used to be." Very nice indeed. Except now for the long wait for my flight!
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In the name of the Father and of the + Son and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.
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10 September 2016
Today is not the time to theologize about good and evil in the world. It is too soon for such. Today is the time for us to get on our knees and pray. And to do so knowing that the One to whom we pray is no stranger to the terrible things that humans do to each other, to know that He to whom we pray became One with us in our tears and in our sorrows. He knows what it is to weep at death. He has felt in His own body the irrational hatred of those who think they serve God by dishing out violence and destruction. What a comfort that in our prayers tonight, we pray to the Crucified One. And above all to the Risen One.
For Job would go on to confess "I know that my Redeemer lives and that in the end He will stand upon the earth and that after my skin has been destroyed nevertheless in my flesh I shall see God, whom I shall see for myself and not another. How my heart yearns within me."
Our prayers rise tonight to Him who walked among us as the man of sorrows, who is acquainted with our grief, and who died to conquer and destroy death's power over his people forever. We pray tonight before the God who will make the ashes live again.
Hear us, dear heavenly Father, as we join our prayers to those of your children throughout the world in the face of the terrible events of yesterday.
For all the children who have lost parents, let us pray to the Lord. R.
For all the parents who have lost children, let us pray to the Lord, R.
For all the husbands who have lost their wives, let us pray to the Lord, R.
For all the wives who have lost their husbands, let us pray to the Lord, R.
For all whose lives have been shattered and whose hopes and dreams have been destroyed, let us pray to the Lord, R.
For the families of those brave souls who responded to others' needs only to lose their own lives, let us pray to the Lord, R.
For the firefighters and policemen, the doctors, nurses and EMTs and all those who participate in the relief effort, let us pray to the Lord, R.
For any who are still alive in the rubble, that aid may be brought to them speedily and that they not lose heart, let us pray to the Lord, R.