My blog has moved!

You should be automatically redirected. If not, visit
http://burrintheburgh.com
and update your bookmarks.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

What's Love Got to Do with the Ministry?

Here's a piece I penned for Higher Things magazine encouraging youth to enter church professions.

There was a funny commercial on television around Valentine’s Day last year. A man was sitting at the kitchen table while his wife stood with her back to him at the counter. She said, “Dear, is this the year that you bought me that diamond necklace I’ve always dreamt about?”

With a look of terror on his face, eyes like saucers because he’d forgotten all about Valentine’s Day, the man said, “No, Honey.”

“Well, then did you make reservations at the ritzy French restaurant?”

“Uh, no.”

“Surely you bought a dozen roses. You have roses for me don’t you?”

“Actually, no I don’t.”

Getting a bit desperate, but hoping for the best, the woman says, “Then I know you got me a sweet card. You did. Didn’t you?”

The guy hesitates and says, “Well… no I didn’t get you a card either dear. But I did think about it.”

And with that, she swings around and throws her arms around him kissing his face and neck. “Oh, I just knew it. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

Screen fades to black and the announcer intones, “Sometimes it’s the thought that counts. But in the real world buy your sweetheart….” So on and so forth. He goes on to promote whatever product the commercial is trying to sell.

The point is that even though we repeat these shallow little platitudes to each other such as “It’s the thought that counts,” we all know that’s baloney. Thoughts are great but they are not enough. Not for a relationship based on love.

But what is love? For many, it seems that love is just a feeling that comes and goes. With God, however, love is never mere sentiment. Love involves action. The Bible says, “For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life" (John 3:16).

The Bible does not say God loved the world so that He had a warm feeling or thought a happy thought about us. Love is more than a warm fuzzy. It is action. I’m glad that when God loved the world, He didn’t just think about it. He got to work. He got dirty. He scuffed his shoes. He broke a sweat. He sent His Son to pay the penalty for our sins.

The church is the hands and feet and mouth of God in the world today. God makes His love known to sinners most explicitly through preaching and the sacraments. He also makes His love known very tangibly through works of mercy.

There is no question that people are obsessed with love. They want to feel loved. And they – at their best – want to show love to others. But real love can be hard to find. For love is never selfish. It is always patient and giving and kind, just like St. Paul describes it in 1 Corinthians 13. Where can people know that they are more than ascended apes, the results of random natural forces? How can they hear that their lives have meaning? What can be done to help people understand who God is and what He has done for us?

I want to encourage all of you to consider and pray about dedicating your lives to full-time service in the church as pastors and deaconesses. There are certainly many ways to demonstrate God’s love to people. But there is a special need for young men to consider pastoral ministry and young women to think about becoming deaconesses.

God uses pastors to pronounce his declaration of pardon through preaching and holy absolution. The angels erupt into rejoicing each time a sinner is baptized into Christ. And it is a mighty privilege to wait on God’s people at the table where His own body and blood are served for the forgiveness of our sins. Being a pastor is hard and dangerous work but God will use you to alter lives for time and eternity.

While the pastor serves in his unique calling, the deaconesses of our church demonstrate God’s mercy to people who are weak or hurting. They tend the sick and aged. They nurture children. They relate to the women of the parish and help tend the material needs of people. All of this is God’s action revealing His love as more than just a feeling.

The Lutheran Church – Missouri Synod is blessed with a very fine university system which prepares students to be instruments of God’s love as professional church workers. Go to higher-ed.lcms.org to find out more about what our educational institutions offer. God is in the business of loving humanity through Word and Sacrament and through works of mercy. And the colleges and seminaries of your church are here to offer you the finest training for these noble tasks.

Sphere: Related Content

Sunday, October 29, 2006

What Scares You?

Aaah, Halloween is upon us. My good blogging buddy, The Beast, really knows how to have fun with this holiday.

This morning in Bible class, our pastor, Rev. David Petersen, made a good observation (one among many). He talked about how the general unchurched American views God. He said, quite accurately I believe, that people are not afraid of God.

This is something I noticed too as a parish pastor. I used to think that most unchurched people saw God as angry and wrathful and seeking vengeance against us and that my job would be to show them the grace of God in Jesus Christ. What a relief that would be! How our church would grow once people finally heard about forgiveness and salvation!

I quickly realized that most people (churched and unchurched) do not fear God's judgment. I wish they did, to be honest. Then they'd have a better chance of escaping hell. Instead, the average person today assumes without question that God loves them and that they are good people and He would never condemn them. Tony Soprano summed it up once when he said that the only people who go to hell are child molesters genocidal megalomaniacs. I'd say that's very typical. Charles Manson, Adolph Hitler, Pol Pot. We're content to consign them to hell. But what about Ghandi or Anne Frank? What about you?

Certainly, if the standard of judgment is Adolph Hitler, then most of us really do have nothing to worry about. Truly, most people are better than he was. The trouble is that Hitler is not God's standard of judgment. He doesn't compare us to Charles Manson either. He compares us to Jesus Christ. And by that rule, we all fall short.

As a pastor, I know that many poor souls are indeed frightened and burdened with guilt. And even many of those who think that a loving God would never send them to hell really are scared to die. I was always eager to pronounce absolution and constantly pointed to Christ's accomplished work upon the cross.

But the message of the cross falls on deaf ears when the hearers are not stung by the judgments of God. Precisely then what is Christ saving you from? The Gospel devolves into just a generic syrup about love.

I'm not saying we preach too much Gospel. I'm saying we are in danger of preaching a disfigured Gospel when it isn't presented in the context of the threats and curses of God. The truth is, there is no forgiveness without repentance. Maybe a good scare from the pulpit would be a fitting way to commemorate the Reformation this week. That sounds really strange, but I'm hoping you know what I mean.

Sphere: Related Content

Saturday, October 28, 2006

Californication of the Church

Today, in about 2.5 hours, I'll be in the air on my way home to Fort Wayne. Back to snow and rain and drizzle after 5 days of glorious sunshine. Aaaahhh. Last night, on the phone I asked the resident 11 yr old boy how the weather was at home. And he said, "It's cold and wet and everything bad." Groovy.

I love California. You can find EVERYTHING in California. Good or evil. It is here, baby. Church-wise too. Some very outstanding Lutheran churches are in Southern California. Some of the best LCMS pastors and theologians I know live and work here. But this is also a place of much experimentation. Church-wise too.

SoCal folks tend to value innovation and creativity. They are optimistic and want to be happy. Following your heart is more important than doing your duty. It's all this doggone sunshine. It puts them into too much of a good mood. Drat! Church-wise too. So move away from tradition and form and heritage. Embrace the new, the novel, the entertaining. Forget about confession and absolution. What is there to confess? 'S all good. Stop judging. You be you and I'll be me, OK? Dump the repetitious liturgy and the laborious hymns with all those... those ... those words. Give us simple 7/11 songs to sing. 7 words sung in 11 stanzas. And doctrine? What's that? Sounds like doctor and that is scary, man. My karma just ran over your dogma, dude.

But most every error has a kernel of truth. Midwest Lutherans can be a bit gloomy at times. We drag ourselves through the Sunday liturgy like it's a dirge. But we do it RIGHT. We go up to Holy Communion like we're filing past a corpse.

Oh, I'm exaggerating , of course. Actually, it wouldn't kill us in the fly-over country to lighten up a bit. I don't mean water down the doctrine or eliminate tradition. I mean realize that joy is OK. It's alright to like going to church. It's not just an uncomfortable duty like having your teeth cleaned. Uh, Christ Jesus is alive. The Eucharist is the antidote to death. The Gospel is good news of free salvation. So keep your eyes down, mumble that 347 stanza hymn, and don't let anyone catch you smiling or laughing in the house of God.

I'm not suggesting the complete Californication of the Church. Plastic smiles. A veneer of sunshine induced euphoria. Hippy, boomer Churches that cater to felt needs and are market or fad driven will burst at the seams. But faithfulness is more important than success. A few more clouds would do them good. There are some things too wonderful to take lightly.

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Kosher Coffee Shops

Today, I came to Redlands, CA. It's west of LA by San Bernardino. The weather is wonderful. I arrived a little early, so before going to the church I drove around the university campus looking for coffee. One shop, in particular caught my attention. The sign said: "The Bean and Leaf." I seemed to recall a place in PA with a similar name that was a combo coffee and tobacco shop. Since I like to occasionally puff on a pipe, this place looked promising. Y'see, I can only smoke my pipe when I'm out on trips like this because my wife and son can't tolerate the smoke. Boy was I ever disappointed when I found out the full name was The Coffee Bean and the Tea Leaf. Tea!? Drat!!!

So since I was already there, I stomped inside and barked my order. As I calmed down from my profound disappointment, I sat in the puffy chair and proceeded to goof off. In the course of the 40 minutes I was there, the cute little blue-haired barrista with multiple tattoos and piercings came and expelled two different people at two different times. One guy for eating a sandwich and the other a lady licking an ice cream cone. It seems this was a kosher coffee bar. No non-kosher foods were allowed. I'd never been in a kosher coffee shop before.

Nowadays, so many churches are watering down their doctrines for fear of offending the visitors. Even though I have no interest in kosher laws, it's kind of refreshing to see people who take their religion seriously enough to say, "conform or scram."

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Dearth of Old Testament Scholars

It seems that there is a scarcity of Old Testament scholars in our church body. I visited a Hebrew class this morning at Concordia University - Irvine, CA. It was good seeing the fresh young fellows crunching away at it. I confess that my Hebrew is rusty. I'm much better at Greek and always have been. There seems to be less interest in our seminaries and pre-seminary programs in studying the Old Testament.

I remember a couple of times as a parish pastor being asked questions like, "Pastor, why should we care about the Old Testament. Let's just focus on Jesus." The trick is to demonstrate that the Old Testament IS about Jesus. In any case, the OT is 2/3 of your Bible. Neglecting its study is a very serious problem.

There is a second century heretic named Marcion. He denounced the Old Testament and all within the New which he considered too Jewish, basically. He was sort of hyper-Pauline and ejected Matthew, Mark and John. Luke being an associate of Paul was OK, I suppose.

Are we in danger of becoming Marcionites today when we ignore or neglect the Torah, the prophets, the hebrew poetry and hymns collected in what we call the Old Testament? Does it in some way discolor our understanding of Jesus?

I say yes it does. For the last couple of years, during Lent, I have made reading Leviticus part of my personal devotional schedule. If you ever want to gain a graphic new insight into the sacrifice of Christ on the cross, spend some time mulling over Leviticus. Consider also the psalms, the hymnal Jesus grew up using and had memorized. Remember that Jesus Himself explained to his followers that Moses, the prophets and the psalms all speak of Him.

I will even say that it is absolutely essential to know the first 39 books of our bible in order to correctly understand the last 27.

Sphere: Related Content

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Fluttering About

Began the day with a stimulating discussion in our bible class at church. Pastor Petersen is always fun to listen to. The service and sermon was, as always, edifying.

Went to our first congregational voter's meeting after church since joining Redeemer Lutheran Church. Started with a nice lunch of ham sandwiches w/real horseradish. I luv the stuff. And homemade pumpkin pie. Then in less than an hour, we heard reports, elected officers AND adopted a budget.

After Jacob and I got haircuts, I spent a good part of the afternoon lying in the La-Z-Boy dozing and reading my latest novel by Tom Wolfe.

I spent the evening getting prepared for a recruitment trip for the seminary. At 6 a.m. tomorrow morning, the security guy is coming to pick me up and drive me to the Fort Wayne International Airport. Poor me. I gotta go to sunny southern California for 6 days. Actually it's all business. Starting at our college in Irvine and ending up in San Diego, I will be ardently recruiting for the seminary. Amazingly I have been criticized for asking for people to pray for me on this blog, but I'll do it anyway. Please pray for our efforts to identify gifted men for the Office of the Holy Ministry. Pray the Lord of the harvest to send forth laborers. The fields are ready but the workers are too few.

Sphere: Related Content

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Profs on "Issues, Etc."

Last week, I was interviewed on Issues, Etc., a Lutheran talk radio program on KFUO in St. Louis, MO. The topic was The Da Vinci Code. Rev. Todd Wilken and his trusty producer, Jeff Schwarz, like to scour Higher Things magazine for radio subjects. And last summer, I did a mega-sectional on DVC for the Higher Things youth conference in Colorado.

Issues, Etc. likes to regularly feature professors from Concordia Theological Seminary and they make tons of old broadcasts available on their website. It's really excellent. Now you can also access some of these interviews through the seminary website. Go here. Happy listening.

Sphere: Related Content

Friday, October 20, 2006

Gemutlichkeit

One of the things I enjoy about Concordia Theo Seminary is that every Friday afternoon at 4:15 p.m. we have Gemutlichkeit. That's a German word meaning warmth and friendliness. It's used to refer to friends gathering over beer and food for conversation and happiness.

Every week, the kegs are brought in with local microbrew and munchies in the student commons. I'd say 80-100 people attend every week, students, professors, families, staff. It's really quite fun.

Today was extra good. We had a chili cooking contest. There were 19 entries. First the judges (5 profs) all got their samples and then everyone else got to try. I had four excellent bowls myself. I learned that genuine Texas chili does not have beans. While all the chilis I sampled were really very good, number 19 was definitely the hottest. It was like eating fire soup. And now it's like fire in my belly.

My hat is off to our weekly Gemutlichkeit. The seminary is a community of people gathered by Christ around His Gospel. We are devoted to rigorous study, edifying worship, works of service and enjoying one another and the good gifts of God. Pastoral and diakonal education is so much more than just downloading information. These social events on campus are, in my view, vitally important. The conversations, the laughter, the camaraderie. Friendships are built and strengthened, making our seminary community so much more than an academic enclave.

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Speaking of Crosses

Martin Luther talked about a profound distinction between different types of theologies. Simply put, he said that some are theologians of glory and others are theologians of the cross. His famous Heidelberg Theses remain some of the Reformer's most important insights.

The one on my mind today is thesis #21:
A theologian of glory calls evil good and good evil. A theologian of the cross calls the thing what it actually is.

As he stands before God, a theologian of glory boasts of his own righteousness. He thinks his personal holiness commends him to God while the theologian of the cross realizes that his own righteousness is like filthy rags (Is 64:6).

We see this principle manifested in other ways as well. The hyper-pious insist that true faith sees all things as grace (gifts). Surely God can use terrible things to bring about a good result, but that doesn't make the terrible things any less evil. God is not the author of evil. The death of Christ saves us. But death is a curse, not a blessing. The painful sufferings you endure in this corrupted world can draw you closer to God. Sufferings can purify us. The eyes of faith do learn how to see God at work in every kind of circumstance. But some falsely pious Christians take this to a faulty conclusion, that evils such as injury, death and trouble are good things.

To suffer well - that is, in a way that leads to health and life - one must know how to "call a thing what it actually is." Name the enemy. He has won ground if we begin to count him our friend.

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Decorative Cross?

I saw a catalog today that markets "decorative crosses." And the first thought that came to my mind was "what kind of sicko decorates their houses with crosses?" Then I calmed myself down.

We have crosses, crucifixes and religious artwork all throughout our house. My study at the seminary has several. And though they may be artistically stylized and may look nice, they should never be considered decorations. Jesus Christ died on a cross. Oh isn't that lovely?! The Son of God bled on the cross for my sins. Wouldn't that make a darling decoration?!

Maybe I'm getting to be more of a curmudgeon but I really can't tolerate "cute" religious artwork. I am often literally SHOCKED when I see Noah's Ark toys and cartoony chidlren's bedsheets and lampshades. Good grief! God violently destroys all living things on the surface of the earth. How adorable is that?! The flood was divine wrath upon mankind. God was sorry he ever created man. Isn't that sweet? Why don't we make Auschwictz action figures and Buchenwald bedsheets? Let's put a photo of a lynching or a burning at the stake in our parlour. Won't that be grand?

One of the causes of anemia within the Church today is the cute-ification of God. Cute kittens I love. Cute kids are precious. Cute teddy bears I could hug all day long. But God is not cute. The crucifixion is not mere decoration.

Sphere: Related Content

Sunday, October 15, 2006

My Media Diet

Books

  • Just finished A Man in Full by Tom Wolfe. I'd never read anything by Wolfe until this. What a terrific book! My travel companion in Siberia this summer was reading it and he recommended it. Sort of a modern Charles Dickens. Many richly drawn characters whose story lines overlap and intersect in interesting and surprising ways. Nice homage to good ol' fashioned Roman Stoicism.

Music
  • Color me happy. I noticed that my favorite Pittsburgh band, Good Brother Earl, is now available from iTunes. I immediately submitted a review. Buy their music. Be happy.

  • The new Mindy Smith CD is out. I've lately been exploring some of these neo-folk and alt-country artists. Neko Case. Lucinda Williams. Kasey Chambers. But right now for me, Mindy is the top.

  • It probably doesn't classify as music exactly, but I've been enjoying What's He Building in There? by Tom Waits. It's like an Edgar Allan Poe short story. What a weirdo.

TV
  • I hate watching TV. It's a gigantic waste of time. HOWEVER, there are some shows that I consider worthy. So I get them on DVD. I can't tolerate sitting through the advertisements. So, I just finished season 2 of Lost. Now I'm nearing the end of the second season of the new Battlestar Galactica. I think it's interesting that the humans are polytheists and the robots are monotheists.

Film

  • Re-watched To Kill a Mockingbird. First, the novel by Harper Lee is genius. I love it. Can't believe she only wrote one book. Second, Gregory Peck IS Atticus Finch.

Sphere: Related Content

Friday, October 13, 2006

"Open Seaon on Beauty" by FMG

I always enjoy reading Frederica Mathewes-Green. Her movie reviews, in particular, are always engaging. Read here to see what she thought of Open Season.

It touches upon the question of the coarsening of American culture. In my view, Americans are increasingly base and trashy. Pop culture is largely to blame. But that's a chicken and the egg quandary. It's also a failure of the schools, families, and churches to teach morals and manners. Another symptom of the whole trend is the growing rush to intimacy we see in all aspects of American life. The car salesman immediately wants to be my chum and call me by my first name. Men used to wear suits and ties to baseball games and now they won't even do so to church.

By the way, I'm not saying men must wear suits to church. I am saying that our culture's growing casualness affects manners.

Sphere: Related Content

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Shameless Self-Promotion

I posted the text for the chapel homily I preached on Monday. I may as well give you the link at the seminary website where you can listen to it. Go here and click on Monday. It'll probably only be there for the rest of this week.

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Oh So Serious...

Last Friday night, there was a family fest here at the seminary. Beer and brats and apple pie. The guy in the background is holding a scoop and standing in front of a bucket of ice cream. We showed Lion, Witch and Wardrobe.

The strapping young lad you see here is my Jacob surrounded by his friends playing a mean game of air hockey.

Sphere: Related Content

Monday, October 09, 2006

Seminary Chapel Homily

Seminary Chapel Homily
October 9, 2006
Text:
Hebrews 11:8-16

There is a scene in The Silver Chair by C.S. Lewis, part of The Chronicles of Narnia, where three of the characters face a dilemma. They’d been given a set of commands to follow from Aslan the Lion, Lewis’s Christ-figure. But there is one moment when to follow the command of Aslan appears as if it could mean their destruction. So the characters debate amongst themselves. Should we obey the command of Aslan or not? What will happen to us if we do?

So the first character asked the second, “Do you mean you think everything will come right” if we do this. And second character responds, “I don’t know about that…. You see, Aslan didn’t tell Pole what would happen. He only told her what to do. That fellow should be the death of us once he’s up, I shouldn’t wonder. But that doesn’t let us off following the Sign.” We are told throughout the Narnia series that Aslan is not a tame lion, but he is good.

In a similar way, there is no guarantee that following the commands of God will cause all things to go well in your life. In fact, you can almost count on the opposite to be true, that obedience will lead to suffering. Abraham did not know where God was leading Him. He did not know what would happen. For all he knew, God could have been taking him toward violence and disease and unhappiness. But then the words of Job come to mind, “Though he slay me, I will hope in him (Job 13:15).” We follow Jesus, not because He promises us an easy life, but because He is good. And because He has been good to us. Most especially by dying for our sins.

The Christian life can be compared to a journey. We are nomads who like Abraham walk by faith, who live in tents and look forward to a city with solid foundations. God has called us out of Harran toward the Promised Land. Out of darkness into light. Out of idolatry into truth.

Of course, when you travel, you can never be sure of the condition of your accommodations along the way. You might stay in a dilapidated place with cockroaches and dirty mattresses and stains on the carpet and no hot water. The smart traveler soon learns to bear such conditions because he knows them to be temporary. He knows that tomorrow night’s accommodations could be better or they could be worse.

Don’t become too settled in. For when you stay in a fleabag hotel, you don’t want to spend a lot of effort making the place more suitable. You won’t go out and buy new furniture for your room. You won’t paint the walls and replace the carpet. You won’t do those things, even if you could, because you know that this is just a stop along the way. Likewise, the Christian is an alien in a strange land. He’s never quite at home in this world.

So why set your heart on things which moth and rust destroy? The luster of this world’s treasures and trinkets has begun to tarnish already. We clamor foolishly for things which have no lasting value and neglect the eternal things.

A good example of this is popular televangelist Joel Osteen who wrote a bestselling book with the title Your Best Life NOW! It’s a theology of glory, a gospel of prosperity. He wants you to focus on the journey instead of the destination. People who say that the journey is the best part of the trip don’t really want to get to their destination very badly. The point of running a race is not the running. It is the prize at the end. Keep your eye on the goal, the fulfillment, the consummation. At best, people like Osteen will distract you and at worst, they’ll destroy your faith in God. One of the reasons people become disenchanted with Christianity is because they listen to fanatics who tell them to expect things from God which God has not promised to give. So one of you needs to write the book entitled Your Best Life is Yet to Come.

This is not mere escapism either. Pie in the sky when you die. Although what’s so wrong with escapism anyway? Is it strange for captives to desire to escape? Would it be better for prisoners instead to think only of prison cells and guards and bars on their windows? Doesn’t it make more sense for prisoners to look forward to the day of their release when they can see the blue sky and walk on the green grass? My friends, the stink of decay is all around us. It is a mark of true enlightenment to see that what the world calls progress is really regress, what the world calls life is really more akin to death and what the world calls freedom is really just another form of captivity.

That restlessness you feel, that sense that things aren’t right and that you don’t belong, that weariness with the world. To some extent, that is your heart pining for heaven. But sometimes I think we are not restless enough or at least not restless in the right ways.

Part of your task as preachers will be to stir up a sort of holy restlessness. In the liturgy, we have the sermon before the Eucharist for a reason, to make you hungry. Your preaching should make people desire the sacrament and likewise it should make people long for heaven, which is really pretty much the same thing. All good preaching is eschatological in the sense that it prepares us to die well.

Father Abraham was looking forward to the city … whose architect and builder is God. Many men throughout the ages have sought the golden city, the Shangri-La, the place where there will be no tears, or death, or sorrow, or crying. Sounds like Utopia. The word “utopia” comes from the two Greek words ou and topos, meaning “no place.” But there is such a place. Christ is preparing this place for us. You have a destination. You who have been baptized into Christ, you who have been pardoned by God. Your sins are forgiven. The power of Christ’s resurrection is pulsating through your bodies. You have been liberated from the tyranny of death and made free citizens of the Kingdom of God.

Shakespeare’s Hamlet fears the afterlife and calls it the undiscovered country and says the thought of death “makes us rather bear those ills we have, Than fly to others we know not of (Hamlet).” But death is not just a big dark mystery to us. The undiscovered country Hamlet refers to has been pioneered for us by our valiant Savior Jesus Christ. We have nothing to fear. He has civilized the wilderness. So we do not cling desperately to this mortal existence. No, the true sons of Abraham are longing for a better country – a heavenly one. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Sphere: Related Content

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Potpourri

  • Some pretty interesting information about the Australian Lutheran Church's recent debate over women's ordination. See here.

  • Southern Baptist Theological Seminary discusses Holy Trinity and gender roles. Here.

  • A nice memorial for Professor Kurt Marquart. Here.
On a personal note, yesterday CTS had Lutherfest. I think there were 300-400 guests who enjoyed good brats and beer. Then the recent film version The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe was shown. And yours truly was invited to give a commentary at the end. In a day or two, if I get a chance to polish them up, I'll post my remarks here. It was a fun event and a fund-raiser for the sem.

Sphere: Related Content

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Strange Work of God

In Lutheran theology, we speak of God's strange work (or alien work) and his proper work. His strange work refers to God's work of wrath and condemnation. His proper work - or that which most clearly reveals His character - is when He creates and pardons.

This manner of speaking can be seen in Isaiah 28:21:

The LORD will rise up as he did at Mount Perazim,
he will rouse himself as in the Valley of Gibeon—
to do his work, his strange work,
and perform his task, his alien task.


I think C.S. Lewis also figures this distinction out. In The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Aslan gives himself as a ransom to pay for the sin of Edmund. This must be so because, the story informs, of the "deep magic from the dawn of time" inscribed deeply upon the stone altar and upon the scepter of the Emperor Beyond the Sea. Aslan cannot and would never disregard this deep magic. Without the shedding of blood, there can be no forgiveness of sin. So the evil characters murder Aslan on the stone altar.

But then, Aslan overcomes death and is raised back to life. And when that happens, the stone table, the one with the deep magic deeply inscribed is broken in two. There's a loud noise. And to the surprise of the White Witch Queen, Jadis, Aslan is alive according to a deeper magic from before the dawn of time.

The breaking of the Stone Table signifies the passing of the old order and the dawn of the new. It is the sound of the stone rolled from the tomb. It is the curtain being torn. It is the the sound of the temple in Jerusalem being knocked down in AD 70.

Any thoughts on my comparison of the Deep Magic and the Deeper Magic with God's alien and proper work?

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Here's a Thought

Thesis: A man who is uncertain of his identity will focus on his image.

Discuss.

Sphere: Related Content

Saturday, September 30, 2006

Reading Fiction a Waste of Time?

Every once in a while I talk to someone who thinks that reading fiction is a waste of time. Such a person might enjoy reading but only things that - as he might say - are real and true as opposed to fictional. This person sees no practical use for fiction. And of all the different genres of fiction, fantasy and fairy tale may appear to be the least practical of them all. After addressing a conference of librarians, C.S. Lewis was asked what practical use fantasy books such as his Chronicles of Narnia could possibly have for a child. Lewis responded that non-fiction is certainly a superb way to transfer information, such as how to build a boat. Fantasy might not help a boy to build a boat, but it would be immensely helpful should he ever find himself on a sinking boat.

The point is that the human imagination is important. And like all human faculties, our imagination is given to us by the Creator and can be used for good or ill. And it needs to be properly nurtured and exercised just like the intellect or the muscles of the body in order for it to be healthy.

What good is the imagination? It is the means whereby we can envision truths and possibilities that go beyond what may be perceived by the five senses. Those who see no use for fiction are in danger of being materialists. They become slaves to nature and have difficulty interacting with anything that stands above or outside of nature.

It comes down to the question of Pontius Pilate: "What is truth?" Is reading a book of science an encounter with the truth? Is reading a great novel or short story or poem a means of evading the truth? No, of course not. Scientific exposition can be filled with lies and falsehood as we find out every time "discoveries" are made which contradict previous assumptions. And poetry can convey enough beauty and truth to destroy worlds and transform lives.

I am often amazed and delighted at the unlikely places I find ingredients of truth. Even in fallen man, there are residues of understanding, vestiges of truth. So we should not be surprised to behold startling insights even in the artistic efforts of the godless. Chalk it up to natural revelation or imago Dei. Or to the dissipating fumes of Christendom. Sometimes the writers stumble onto truth accidentally. Sometimes they speak the truth unintentionally. Many times they do not even realize the full import of what they write. And other times, sensitive Christians are able to create portraits of human life by means of fiction or poetry that communicate reality more powerfully than other so-called more realistic types of writing.

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, September 28, 2006

What's the Prob?

In my summer Siberian lectures on Christian ethics, I identified three outlooks that challenge a Christian ethos: Pragmatism, Relativism, and Individualism. Pastor Petersen made me think of this when he asked the interesting question: What controversy will define this time in the life of the church?

What do you think are the hottest issues facing the Church today?

Sphere: Related Content

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Airline Security

I understand and support the increased security measure airports have undertaken for our safety. I get it. But as one who will be travelling a good deal in coming months and years, I dread the hours of stress going through the hoops.

So in light of the need for security and for the sake of making everyone's life simpler, I'd like to make a suggestion. I think all ticketholders should be required to fly naked and tranquilized. The airlines can issue nice fuzzy terry clothe bathrobes for the sake of modesty and comfort. Then a good strong dose of nitrous-oxide to every passenger with the amount precisely calibrated to keep everyone happy and "flighty" for the exact length of the flight. Not only would flying be completely safe, people would enjoy it more.

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Who Said It?

Who said this and what movie is it from?

You know, I've always liked that word..."gargantuan"... so rarely have an opportunity to use it in a sentence.

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, September 21, 2006














































































































Sphere: Related Content

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Differences Btwn Men and Women

I saw this over at Incarnatus Est. It's hilarious.

A guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts. They have a pretty good time. A few nights later, he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else.

And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Elaine and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?"

And then there is silence in the car. To Elaine, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: Gosh, I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship. Maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of.

And Roger is thinking: Wow, six months.

And Elaine is thinking: But hey, I'm not so sure I want this kind of relationship either. Sometimes I wish I had a little more space, so I'd have time to think about whether I really want us to keep going the way we are, moving steadily toward.... I mean, where are we going? Are we just going to keep seeing each other at this level of intimacy? Are we heading toward marriage? Toward children? Toward a lifetime together? Am I ready for that level of commitment? Do I really even know this person?

And Roger is thinking: So that means it was ... let's see ... February when we started going out, which was right after I had the car at the dealer's, which means ... lemme check the odometer ... Whoa! I am way overdue for an oil change here!

And Elaine is thinking: He's upset. I can see it on his face. Maybe I'm reading this completely wrong. Maybe he wants more from our relationship, more intimacy, more commitment. Maybe he has sensed -- even before I sensed it -- that I was feeling some reservations. Yes, I bet that's it. That's why he's so reluctant to say anything about his own feelings. He's afraid of being rejected.

And Roger is thinking: And I'm gonna have them look at the transmission again. I don't care what those morons say, it's still not shifting right. And they'd better not try to blame it on the cold weather this time. What cold weather? It's 87 degrees out, and this thing is shifting like a crummy garbage truck, and I paid those incompetent thieves $600!

And Elaine is thinking: He's angry. And I don't blame him. I'd be angry, too. Oh, I feel so guilty, putting him through this, but I can't help the way I feel. I'm just not sure.

And Roger is thinking: They'll probably say it's only a 90-day warranty. That's exactly what they're gonna say, the scumballs!

And Elaine is thinking: Maybe I'm just too idealistic, waiting for a knight to come riding up on his white horse, when I'm sitting right next to a perfectly good person, a person I enjoy being with, a person I truly do care about, a person who seems to care about me, a person who is in pain because of my self-centered, schoolgirl, romantic fantasy.

And Roger is thinking: Warranty? They want a warranty? I'll give them a warranty! I'll take their warranty and stick it....

"Roger," Elaine says aloud.

"What?" says Roger, startled.

"Please don't torture yourself like this," she says, her eyes beginning to brim with tears. "Maybe I should never have said ... Oh, I feel so...." She breaks down sobbing.

"What?" says Roger.

"I'm such a fool," Elaine sobs. "I mean, I know there's no knight; I really know that. It's silly. There's no knight and there's no horse."

"There's no horse?" says Roger.

"You think I'm a fool, don't you?" Elaine asks.

"No!" says Roger. He's glad he finally knows the correct answer.

"It's just that ... that ... I need some more time," Elaine says.

There is a long pause while Roger, thinking as fast as he can, tries to come up with a safe response. Finally, he comes up with one that he thinks might work.

"Yes," he says.

Elaine, deeply moved, touches his hand. "Oh Roger, do you really feel that way?" she asks.

"What way?" asks Roger.

"That way, about time," says Elaine.

"Oh," says Roger. "Yes."

Elaine turns to face him and gazes deeply into his eyes, causing him to become very nervous about what she might say next, especially if it involves a horse. At last she speaks.

"Thank you, Roger," she says.

"Thank you," says Roger.

Then he takes her home, and she lies on her bed, a conflicted, tortured soul, and weeps until dawn. Roger, in the meantime, gets back to his place, opens a bag of Doritos, turns on the TV, and immediately becomes deeply involved in a rerun of a tennis match between two Czechoslovakians he never heard of. A tiny voice in the far recesses of his mind tells him that something major was going on back there in the car, but he is pretty sure that there is no way he would ever understand what, and so he figures it's better if he doesn't think about it. (This is also Roger's policy regarding world hunger.)

The next day, Elaine will call her closest friend, or perhaps two of them, and they will talk about this situation for six straight hours. In painstaking detail, they will analyze everything she said and everything he said, going over it time and time again, exploring every word, expression, and gesture for nuances of meaning, considering every possible ramification. They will continue to discuss this subject, off and on, for weeks, maybe months, never reaching any definite conclusions, but never getting bored with it, either.

Meanwhile, Roger, while playing squash one day with Elaine's brother, will pause just before serving, frown, and say: "Bill, did Elaine ever own a horse?"

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Professor Marquart in Paradise with Jesus

"Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints." (Psalm 116:15)

A dear teacher and father in the faith, Kurt Marquart, has gone on to the church triumphant. The victory is ours through Christ our Lord.

What I always appreciated about Prof. Marquart was his clarity. He was able to speak about profound matters in ways that the careful listener could comprehend. Being his student was great joy. His unique sense of humor, his dignified manner, and his impressive intellect will be long remembered by Lutheran pastors and laity in America, Australia, Russia, and Haiti (among other places) where he frequently taught.

See here for more.

Sphere: Related Content

Monday, September 18, 2006

Real Sex

Real Sex: The Naked Truth about Chastity. That's the name of the latest book by Lauren Winner who also wrote the memoir entitled: Girl Meets God: A Memoir. Ms. Winner was the first plenary speaker for our conference on love and marriage. I have to admit that I was quite impressed. I have not read any of her works, but I figured she would be very articulate. I was impressed by her analysis of the currents of our culture.

The title of her paper was "Allowing Sex to Be Ordinary." She observed that the sexual revolution has not only impacted our views on non-marital sex but also on marital sex. She challenged us to answer "what is good sex?"

Those who engage in non-marital sexual relations refer to it as exciting. It is a thrill precisely because it is illicit and unpredictable. In other words, the excitement is derived from its inherent instability.

On the other hand, married sex is often decried as dull and ordinary. Ms. Winner states that the difference btwn marital and non-marital sex is . . . excitement. And she argues that we Christians capitulate to the currents of our world when we believe that marital sex is only good when it more closely resembles non-marital sex. So all sorts of advice is given to "spice up" our bedrooms, going from embarrasing to bizarre.

But allowing sex to be ordinary is the more counter-cultural approach. Marital sex is good because it is comforting, familiar, clumsy and a natural part of domestic life.

Anyhoo, I thought she made some provocative points and now intend to read her book.

Sphere: Related Content

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Sphere: Related Content

Planners and Doers

I'm currently reading A Man in Full by Tom Wolfe and enjoying it very much. In one spot, the observation is made that some people are planners and others are doers. Life can be compared to a shooting match.

In a shooting match, your motto ought to be: Ready, Aim, Fire.

For many of us, it ends up being either: Ready, Fire, Aim or Ready, Aim, Aim, Aim, Aim...

Are you the type of person who acts without thinking? You shoot before you aim? Or are the type of person who thinks and considers, then re-thinks and re-considers, and then thinks some more before making a move, possibly never even getting around the "fire" stage?

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Love Yourself, Hate Yourself, or Both?

There is now hard scientific evidence that celebrities are narcissistic. Really?! See here. I think I also read about a new controversial study which has discovered that water is wet and another one that heat is hot.

An interesting sub-point of this study reveals that professional musicians - arguably the most highly skilled category of celebrities - are the least self-absorbed. And women from reality shows - the least talented - are the most self-absorbed.

"I was sort of amazed by this study," said narcissism expert W. Keith Campbell, associate professor of psychology at the University of Georgia.

Really?! I'm not a "narcissism expert" but I found nothing amazing about this at all.

Interestingly, the experts make a distinction between narcissism and egotism. Narcissists, they say, actually hate themselves and they are compensating. Egotists genuinely do believe they're the best since sliced bread.

Martin Luther identified man's problem as being "curved in on himself." One modern theologian said man is radically self-centered. How does that jibe with the report that so many suffer from self-loathing? That's easy to answer. The opposite of pride is not self-hatred. The opposite of egotism is not narcissism. In fact, self-hatred is really just another form of self-worship because it all centers on the self.

Sinful pride is when one loves oneself above all things. And everyone is guilty of that, even if they loathe everything about themselves. Humility, on the other hand, is not self-deprecation. Humility means to not think of oneself at all.

Sphere: Related Content

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Memorable Preaching

When I departed from my con-
gregation in Pittsburgh, people said they hoped I'd still have occasion to preach. I will, but for now I am enjoying hearing good preaching for myself.

I have often thought about what are the necessary ingredients for good and effective preaching. Most fundamental, of course, is that the message remain Christ-centered; properly distinguishing law and gospel; highlighting the cross, forgiveness and justification; sacramental; ecclesial; and eschatological.

That having been said, the most orthodox preaching in the world helps no one if it is not heard. And hearing means more than simply that the sound waves vibrate the eardrums. Hearing includes understanding. Or as Jesus would say, you can have ears and still not hear or eyes and still not see.

In the post below, I mention two outstanding sermons that I heard today. What made them outstanding? A number of things. But one thing that stands out is that they were clear. It seems to me that what taints much of the Lutheran preaching I have heard is that it lacks clarity.

To me, this is the most difficult part of sermon preparation. I can write textual and orthodox sermons. That is relatively easy. What is less easy - at least to me - is to compose text for the ear instead of for the eye. Writing for the ear is a different skill than writing for the eye. When you are reading a page, you can go at your own pace. You can pause to think. You can re-read complicated sentences. But when you listen to oral exposition, you do not have those luxuries. We preachers need to keep that in mind. Preachers can have quite varying styles and still remain effective communicators. But however you do it, people need to be able to leave the building and know what they've just heard. It troubles me when a person listens, truly sits and listens to a sermon, but can't tell you much about it one hour later.

Part of the responsibility falls to the person in the pew, of course. Get enough sleep on Saturday night. Don't come to church expecting to be entertained. Pray for the ability to receive and understand God's Word. And be an active listener. Take notes, if it helps. I often do.

But preachers can't content themselves with writing orthodox manuscripts, though that is certainly essential. I'm not advocating that we water down the message. I'm not saying you have to dumb everything down to the lowest common denominator. I am saying that people today have more difficulty following oral presentation than they did a hundred years ago and so we generally perform a dis-service from the pulpit when we write like Victorians. Oh, that's not always the case. Congregations differ widely. And what you may be able to pull off quite well, may flop for me. And vice-versa.

I have heard and read sermons that used humor effectively and others that belittled the gospel with flippancy. No man should enter a pulpit unless he does so with fear and trembling. Sometimes illustrations do help to make a point. Other times, the preacher merely uses the biblical text as a pretext. The tail wags the dog. And the illustration becomes a point of its own. Cliche and trite expressions deaden the mind. Avoid them like the plague (wink).

A sermon that speaks should have meaty content, but should resonate with the average person. Don't be a clown, but watch out for the dreaded "pulpit tone." Be dignified but not hifalutin.

Sphere: Related Content

Two Outstanding Sermons

I heard two outstanding sermons today from two different preachers.

  • This morning at Redeemer, Pastor Petersen offered a homily on Luke 10:25ff. Jesus said to love our neighbors as ourselves and the man asked, "who is my neighbor?" Pr. Petersen reminded us that everyone is our neighbor. No loopholes and no exceptions. Everyone is Jesus' neighbor and He loves us as He loves Himself.
  • Then later today, President Wenthe preached at the opening service at which I was also installed. In his sermon, he talked about having perspective. Depending on one's perspective, a thing can be either a blessing or a disappointment. Then he emphasized that a Christian gets his perspective from God's house. What is the lens through which to correctly view God, ourselves and the world? Preaching and Sacrament.

Sphere: Related Content

Saturday, September 09, 2006

More Jesus Movies

16 year old Keisha Castle-Hughes (Whale Rider) plays the mother of God in the upcoming film due out in December 06. It's called The Nativity Story. Originally the title was going to just be Nativity. I wonder why the name change.

Readers of this blog know that I am a fan of the Anne Rice novel, Christ the Lord: Out of Egypt. Variety is reporting that Ms. Rice has sold the movie rights to her book. See here.

Sphere: Related Content

Friday, September 08, 2006

How Do You Address Your Pastor?

When I was a pastor in Pittsburgh, lots of people in the community called me "father." Pittsburgh is a heavily Roman Catholic area. I never stopped anyone or "corrected" them for this. Although addressing a Lutheran pastor as "father" is uncommon in the US, there is nothing wrong with it.

If someone asked me how I wish to be referred to, I'd say, "Call me Pastor or Pastor Stiegemeyer. Just don't call me late for supper."

When I introduce myself, I always just give my name and position. "Hi. I'm Scott Stiegemeyer, the pastor at such-and-so" or "I'm Scott Stiegemeyer, the Director of Admissions." I seldom use the word reverend of myself. Though I always refer to other clergy that way.

Sometimes, people would call me "Pastor Scott." Again, I think that's simply because of it being common in Roman Catholicism.

Occasionally people skip the titles altogether and just called me by my first name. I really never had this happen much. It seems to me that a pastor should not insist on respect or the use of honorifics for himself. Jesus never told anyone, "That's Reverend Jesus to you."

I consider myself fairly traditional. I am generally unhappy with the decline of manners in our society. And I certainly believe the pastoral office should be honored. But while I will make a fuss over respecting my fellow clergy, it is unseemly for a pastor to demand respect for himself.

Sphere: Related Content

Patient in Persistent Vegetative State is More Aware than Imagined

So here is a case in England of a woman who has been diagnosed as being in a persistent vegetative state, similar to Terri Schiavo. New tests now show that this british patient has more mental awareness than her doctors had thought. The article states:

Lead researcher Dr Adrian Owen said: "These are startling results. They confirm that, despite the diagnosis of a vegetative state, this patient retained the ability to understand spoken commands and to respond to them through her brain activity."
I can't say how or if these findings relate to the Schiavo case. But it does demonstrate that doctors do not always know what they are talking about. They are constantly learning new things and daily updating and revising their findings. Which is why so many of us who believe that all human life is to be valued wanted to protect Mrs. Schiavo from her husband's desire to starve her to death.

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Where's Your Delight?

At a meeting on Tuesday, President Wenthe led a devotion on Psalm 1. The english translates v.2 this way:

But his delight is in the law of the LORD, and on his law he meditates day and night.

The word for "law" there, of course, is torah. The point Dr. Wenthe made is that the Hebrew word torah, though usually rendered as "law," can also refer to gospel.

What do I mean by law and gospel? Both are God's word but they do different things to me. The law kills and the gospel gives life. The law accuses and the gospel pardons. It is impossible for my sinful heart to delight in being accused and killed by the law. But the new me in Christ can delight in the law as the necessary prelude to the gospel which justifies me and regenerates me.

But I want to shine the spotlight on the word "delights." The message of Christ is delightful. Being a child of God is delightful. It is a delight to follow Christ. It is a delight to hear his words. It is a delight to reside in his church. And it is a delight to serve others in his name.

Hey, don't get me wrong. I'm all for gloom, despair and agony. They're actually my personal specialty. Left alone, I'd be the sourest, meanest, angriest, most self-pitying, most introverted cuss in the world. But "delight?" That has to come from outside myself.

Organic pathologies aside, it just seems to me that the more we get the idea that we are clean in Christ and in God's good favor, the delight would bust our seams.

Sphere: Related Content

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

The Artist in You

Are you the next Jackson Pollock? Find out by going here. Change colors by clicking your mouse and hit refresh for a clean slate.

Sphere: Related Content

Schlomo Dylan

So is Bob Dylan recovering his Jewish identity? Looks like a hasidic hat.

Sphere: Related Content

Monday, September 04, 2006

God Called Me (I Think)

In the previous blog post, a reader commented that the seminary should not call the qualified but qualify the called. Initially, I think his point was that we should remember that pastors (and pastors-to-be) are sinners too. I'm a pastor, and I am all too dreadfully aware of my own inadequacies and wickedness.

But if I may, I would like to address what I believe to be a common misunderstanding. It has to do with the notion of being called by God. I would disagree with my reader. The seminary recruitment office does not go looking for men who are called whom we will then train. Instead, we look for men who have certain qualities and aptitudes who will then receive a call. My reader is putting the cart before the horse. The tail is wagging the dog.

Who is called by God? If you tell me that you are called by God to be a pastor, my first question is: "How do you know?" How do you know you are called by God and it's not a figment of your own mind or a deception of the devil?

There are only two ways a man could be called by God. Either directly or through means. Either the church has selected, layed hands upon and sent you or you have been selected and sent directly by God without mediation. Those are the only two possibilities. Usually, God calls men through the church. He certainly can and has called men directly. But if you have a direct call from God, you ought to be able to demonstrate this with signs and wonders.

There is no such thing as an inner call to the ministry. The scriptures never speak of such a thing. You might have an inclination to be a pastor. You might be uniquely talented for the ministry. You might have a desire to serve. And this inclination, talent and desire might come from God. But that is not a call.

So no, we do not qualify the called. We call the qualified.

Sphere: Related Content

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Pastoral Recruitment: Quality or Quantity

As the new Director of Admission at CTS-FW, I've been thinking a lot lately about recruiting students to study at the seminary. I've been particularly considering the dual need for both excellent and well-qualified students AND the need to recruit a greater number of students.

It is good for the institution to increase enrollment. Putting it very crassly, larger enrollment translates to more money. No one here is getting rich but more money translates into being able to improve and expand the seminary programs. It means a growing endowment and, hopefully, an ever brighter and solid future.

More than that - and this is the real reason I think of numbers - an increase in enrollment is good for the church. It means more men trained and certified for ordination. It means more preachers to further the divine mission of the church which is to make disciples of all nations.

On the other side, however, the church is very discerning about whom it ordains for pastoral ministry. The biblical requirements are very clear. He must be above reproach, apt to teach, have a stable family life, etc. The requirements for admission to the seminary are, in some ways, more stringent than the most elite Ivy League campus. Can we afford to be so selective? We can't afford not to be.

As I was reading some articles on the Office of the Ministry, I stumbled across this quote from Joseph Stump:

It is the duty of the Church carefully to select and train men for the holy office of the ministry, and she should not set men apart for it without due consideration of their physical, mental and spiritual qualifications. She is to lay hands suddenly on no man (1 Tim. 5:22), but is to see to it that only those are admitted to the office who have the requisite natural gifts, common sense, and Christian faith and piety; and who have received the necessary academic and theological training. Ordinarily this training ought to include a full course in college or university and in a theological seminary. Few exceptions, and those only for the best of reasons, should be made. The demand for quality in the ministry to-day is very great. The Lord not only needs men for the ministry, but He needs gifted and well-trained men. (Joseph Stump)

Sphere: Related Content

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Memory and Identity

One of my favorite movies of the last ten years is Memento starring Guy Pearce. Like a lot of movies that appeal to me, it is kind of depressing. I like movies the same way I like coffee, chocolate, and beer: dark and bitter. But it is very thought-provoking and brilliantly constructed.

The premise of the film is that Guy Pearce has a strange malady where he cannot form any new memories. He knows how to read and drive and so forth, but about every 15 minutes his brain resets. So if he excuses himself during lunch to go to the men's room, he'll completely forget who he was eating with and why by the time he comes back out.

He also happens to be stuck in the middle of a murder mystery. So the only way he can function and pull himself out of his mess is by writing little memos all over his body to remind him who is friend and who is foe. It's really excellent.

Yesterday, I heard President Wenthe make an interesting connection. He mentioned this film and compared it to the situation of many contemporary Christians. He said that people who have no memory, lose their identity.

One of the most important things we can do to resist the Enemy's strategems is to remain knowledgeable of our history as the people of God. It's not just that when we forget the past, we are destined to repeat it, although I think that's true enough. It's that God is unfolding the salvation of His people through space and time. We really do stand on the shoulders of giants. We can see so much farther when we stand firmly on the great fathers and doctors of the faith than when we insist on idolizing the now. Many folks today think that if it's newer, it must be truer. Once upon a time, people looked to the aged for wisdom. Now many think the aged have nothing worthwhile to offer and that the youth have the answers.

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, August 31, 2006

The DaVader Code

The Da Vinci Code if it were written a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away.... See here.

Sphere: Related Content

World Trade Center - The Movie

One of my favorite Shakespeare tragedies is Othello. I thought the movie version a few years ago with Kenneth Branagh and Laurence Fishburne was awesome. But one of the major weaknesses of the play, in my opinion, is the character Iago. He is a classic villain. A delicious role for any actor, I'm sure. But the problem, as I see it, is that he is too evil. It's unrealistic. No one is that bad. He has no redeemable characteristics at all. They say that even Hitler loved children and dogs.

OK, that's a weird preface for me to talk about the newest Oliver Stone picture, World Trade Center. I say this because I am a person who hates Oliver Stone's previous movies. I loathe and despise them for their anti-Americanism and bizarro attempts to revise history. And so, my natural reaction when I found out he was making a movie about 9/11 was "Oh, good grief! This'll be aweful." Another screeching Bush-is-the-source-of-all-evil bit of leftist propaganda. How boring. How unimaginative.

That was how I felt until I started reading the reviews. I still have not yet actually seen the film. This short review by James M. Kushiner at Touchstone is interesting. It's brief so, if this interests you at all, please read the link. What intrigues me most is the suggestive religious themes -even Christian themes- Kushiner refers to.

I'm still unhappy with Stone's other movies but maybe I Iago-ized him in my mind. Even a broken clock is right twice a day.

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Letter to Prospective Seminarians

Hi. Our seminary campus is hosting a campus visit for prospective students in Sept. I just wrote a letter for the website which you can read here.

Sphere: Related Content

Name Contest

Based on the responses I've gotten both on this blog and via e-mail, I do not intend to change the name of my blog even though I no longer live in Pittsburgh. My reasons have to do with branding, recognition, etc. Plus, Rev. McCain made a good point (twice) about indexing on Google. So "The Burr in the Burgh" we shall remain.

However, I was really disappointed not to be able to send that mix CD to anyone. So, for the first person to correctly guess how many fingers I am holding up, I will award a disk with some of my favorite pop tunes.

Sphere: Related Content

Monday, August 28, 2006

New Name for the Blog??

Since I am no longer in the "Burgh," a number of people have asked about changing the name of the blog. I have thought I'd just leave it as it is. However, if you have a decent suggestion for a new name, please comment. In fact, I'll take suggestions for the next seven days. If I choose to use one of your suggestions, I will send you - the winner - a personal mix CD of some of my favorite tunes.

Sphere: Related Content

Saturday, August 26, 2006

Pr. Petersen's Views on the Pastor's Family

Every day, I read through all the blogs on my blogroll. The reason I put them on my blogroll is because they are blogs I like to read. There are other good blogs out there that I read as time allows, but these definitely get reviewed daily. Well, almost daily. On super busy days, I may actually only view 5 or 6 of them. But if I have access to a computer in a given day, I will most certainly read David Petersen's CyberStones. He will probably think I'm flattering him so, for that reason, I hope he does not see this post. But you really should visit his blog.

Today's post really hit home. He writes about the life of the pastor's wife, in particular. It's more of a personal reflection. But one that I wish to echo. Having just left a wonderful congregation to serve the church in a different fashion at the seminary, thoughts such as Pr. Petersen expresses have been flooding through my brain.

I can't speak for the experience of other pastors and their wives. But my Julie is the perfect "pastor's wife." There are unique challenges being married to a pastor. I'll acknowledge that. But unique blessings as well.

Sphere: Related Content

A House, A Home

The Stiegemeyer moving saga continues. I know you will all be relieved to know that we FINALLY located Jacob's Playstation games and equipment. Again, if you don't have an 11 year old boy around, you may not quite understand how grave that problem was.

Yesterday, Julie and I went out and bought a bunch of furniture. In 16 years of marriage, we've never really gotten master bedroom furniture. So we took the dive yesterday.

My office is finally starting to shape up. Still a long way to go, but now I at least feel like I can start working there without having to weave through a sea of boxes.

In spite of the hassles, we've been very happy. The campus is beautiful. We know all our neighbors. Jacob is going to an excellent Lutheran school and is making lots of new friends. It is wonderful to be here associated with the seminary again. We sorely miss our friends and loved ones in Pittsburgh, but if we had to go somewhere, this was the right place.

Sphere: Related Content

Friday, August 25, 2006

The Religion of Peace??

Kim Riddlebarger's blog has this interesting post on the growing threat of Islamic Fascism.

Here is a snippet:

The irony is that twenty years ago this threat was not even on the radar. Who would have thought that American evangelicalism would become so doctrinally wimpy as to be helpless against Islamic growth and ideology? Seeker-centered worship and vapid felt-need oriented preaching are quickly exposed for what they are in the face of a threat like Islamic expansion. Islam is growing and expanding in most communities in the United States, probably yours. And what are you doing about it?

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Looking for Stuff

Stuff. It's not like we had enough stuff already. Now we're trying to acquire more stuff to add to the stuff we already possessed.

Today, Julie and I began our venture to acquire furniture for the master bedroom. Isn't there a reality show we could be on where someone does this for us? But we figured it was time to get an actual bed and real dressers, etc.

Jacob is sweating bullets because we have not yet located his Playstation games. Unless you have an 11 year old boy in your house, you do not realize the gravity of this problem.

I know that my netflix subscription registered the address change because today arrived the next episodes of 24. This gives us something to look forward to this evening. Relaxing with a riveting drama of the adventures of Jack Bauer (whom - I believe - could whip Chuck Norris with one hand tied behind him).

For those who are interested, I just started reading Blood Meridian by Cormac McCarthy. I'm not usually one for westerns but this is so elegantly written, it's a treat whatever the genre.

And finally, what a pleasure it was to be guests at Grant and Pam Knepper's home this evening. Thanks, yinz, for the awesome burgers and those to-kill-for brownies. And hows about that Boston Terrier! Sir Bailey of Irish Cream. You've never been looked at until one of these fellers pokes his peepers at ya.

Tomorrow, I expect to unpack another gobzillion boxes and maybe (please, please, please) start to hang things on our walls. THAT'S when you begin to know you're moved in, when the things on the walls.

Sphere: Related Content

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Piles of Stuff

The movers arrived yesterday and unloaded our stuff. Very few casualties to report. A couple of nicks and scratches. They lost the screw-on legs to the loveseat so it's about 3 inches shorter. Also, my big wide wooden desk didn't fit, so that has to be resolved somehow. After 16 years of marriage, Julie and I are going to finally get bedroom furniture, so the master bedroom, right now, has only boxes.

Jacob is like a fish in water. We were awake yesterday for less than an hour when he latched onto four or five other neighborhood boys around his age. So his day was spent riding bikes, playing baseball, exploring and swimming. He's in bliss.

Now I have to go to the office and start getting oriented.

Sphere: Related Content

Monday, August 21, 2006

The Burr in Fort Wayne

What a day!

This morning, a friend of Julie's came to help us load our cars and close up the parsonage. Then at about 10:45, we drove away in separate cars. Julie took the dog and the boy. I took the two cats. I had to zip by the library to return some books and make one final stop in the local Caribou Coffee.

But we made it. While Julie took Jacob to "back-to-school" night at his new Lutheran school, I took Lucy, the Golden Retriever, on a stroll around this beautiful 190 acre campus. She chased ducks and took a little swim in the lake. Fun for her, but not so fun for me because I had to give her a quick bath to get rid of the stinky fish smell she acquired.

It was quite a thrill walking through our new house because a friend painted several of the rooms for us and we hadn't seen them yet. I'll get some photos up as soon as I can. The one bathroom (Jacob's) is great because she painted the walls with an "under the sea" theme. I'll let the upcoming photos speak for themselves.

Tonight, we're camping out in our new house on the seminary campus with sleeping bags and borrowed bedding (thank you Grant and Pam). And early tomorrow, the truck arrives with all our stuff. Soon enough this house will be home.

Sphere: Related Content

Sunday, August 20, 2006

He Looks How I Feel

This image of my handsome and incredibly photogenic 11 year old son shows pretty much how all the Stiegemeyers feel today.

This morning, I preached my final sermon as the pastor of Concordia Lutheran Church, Brentwood, Pa. Our district president, Dr. John Brunner, was there to assist and offer prayers and a blessing for me and my family. It meant a lot to me for him to be there.

Then in the afternoon, the wonderful people of my congregation had a lovely farewell luncheon. Several other local pastors were there. The turnout was huge. So many kinds words and wishes and prayers. Julie and I were truly overwhelmed. We are so thankful for our time here and the many friends we have made.

This evening, we stopped over to visit a parishoner who recently had major surgery and could not attend the events today. As we were leaving their house, Julie was a bit teary and said, "It's like leaving family." And indeed, this congregation is family to us.

Tomorrow, we drive to the next stage in life's adventure: Concordia Theological Seminary, Fort Wayne, IN where I will become the new Director of Admission.

Sphere: Related Content

Friday, August 18, 2006

Yes, It's Really Happening

The Stiegemeyer clan is moving. The movers have invaded our home, packed our stuff and are finishing loading the truck today. Talk about having your whole life thrown into a flurry.

I remain excited about my future working at the seminary. (Read this). But I have to admit it was kinda sad last night walking through the empty barren house. Julie was annoyed by all the dust bunnies who no longer had anywhere to hide. The cats were COMPLETELY disoriented, poor girls. Lucy, the Golden Retriever, hardly even noticed. All she cared about was that there were a half dozen new people for her to make friends with all day. I will say this for her: She is all about people. Things mean nothing to her.

Sunday is my last time to preside and preach at Concordia Lutheran Church in Brentwood, Pa. Sunday afternoon the church is having a farewell luncheon for us.

It is sad to leave this place. My heart is heavy. Congregational pastoral ministry is the most exciting, unhappy, rewarding, disapointing, invigorating, frustrating and meaningful vocation one could have. I both hate it and love it. Other than my own death, the only thing I can imagine which would separate me from congregational pastoral ministry is the opportunity to help recruit and train future pastors. I hope that God will smile on my efforts. For His glory and the edification of the church.

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, August 17, 2006

You Know You're Not Reformed If...

Pr. Kim Riddlebarger has the answer here.

FYI - A Reformed Christian is one of the Calvinist persuasion.

Sphere: Related Content

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Clown Led Worship?


By the logo, you can tell that this is an ELCA congregation, not a LCMS congregation. But I'm not gloating. Many within our own beloved synod, at times, stumble into these eccentricities.

This is soooooo 1975. Like all those Puff, the Magic Dragon love songs that get recycled as "contemporary" worship. Who is this trying to reach? Which demographic is this for? The unchurched clown population? Or maybe the aging and increasingly irrelevant boomers who remember earth shoes and patchouli incense and wax nostalgic for the glory days of Haight-Ashbury.

So what does it mean to be a fool for Christ (1Cor. 4:10)? Isn't the apostle saying that the cross is foolishness to the so-called wisdom of this world? He's not saying we should wear big shoes and greasepaint so people laugh at us. Do I really need to wear a big red ball on my nose in order to be a fool for Christ? How about I just preach the atonement, since that's what the apostle was talking about.


Addendum: I am all for working hard to reach the lost. Usually posts like this elicit complaints that I don't care about missions. I do care. I care a lot. But I think that gimmicks inspired by content-free hysteria do a lot more harm to the cause of Christ than good. I try to be winsome. I make inviting and welcoming guests to church a high priority. Indeed, one of my great interests is to examine how religious belief intersects with popular culture. But disrespecting God by playing circus in His house, mistreating his Word and blaspheming the sacrament are not prudent ways to do evangelization.

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

An Uninformed Populace

One theme people often hear me sound is the importance of having a theologically well-informed laity in the church. But a similar concern I have is American voters who don't understand the world they live in. Just as poorly catechized believers can cause havoc in churches - esp when put in positions of authority - so also poorly educated voters can create devastating problems for the republic. Many voters just pull the levers their spouses tell them to or pick the guy with the best commercials. Many Americans vote without thinking very deeply about what they are doing.

In that light, this article claims that 75% of Americans can name two of the seven dwarfs from Snow White but only 25% can name two of the Supreme Court justices. More Americans could correctly identify Harry Potter than they could Tony Blair. Respondents to the survey were far more familiar with the three stooges than with the three branches of our government.

Sphere: Related Content

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Your Own Personal Easter

Below is a sermon I will preach in about one hour at a memorial service for a grief support group that our congregation offers. I don't often post sermons on my blog, but this one is short so I thought, "why not?"


Stepping Stones Memorial
August 13, 2006
Text: John 6:35, 40

Then Jesus declared, "I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry, and he who believes in me will never be thirsty. …
For my Father's will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day."

You are all here today because you mourn the loss of someone dear to you. In a sense, such loss is just part of life. People live and then they die. Sometimes they die young and sometimes after many years of life. But everyone faces their final hour eventually.

With modern medical advances and the decrease of infant mortality, we can almost fool ourselves into thinking that we are invincible, that we can cheat death, that we can cure what ails us.

Our culture’s incessant emphasis on youth and youthfulness only perpetuates the myth that death is something that happens to other people, not something we need to be particularly concerned about for ourselves.

Counselors agree that denial is one of the common early stages in the grieving process. But denial can also color the way we think even when we are not particularly grief-stricken.

One of the most refreshing aspects of the Christian religion is that it is realistic. The Christian faith does not say to you, “OK, just stick your head in the sand, just live in denial of death and you won’t get hurt.”

No, instead the Christian faith repeats the words of St. Paul, “The wages of sin is death” and the words of the prophet Ezekiel: “the soul that sinneth, it shall die.”

We live in a broken world populated with damaged people. And that brokenness is never more obvious than when someone we care about dies.

But that is where Jesus Christ intervenes. This is the number one most important fact you will ever face. Jesus gives life. Jesus Christ is the author and source of life for people steeped in sin and oppressed by death.


He says, “I am the bread of life. He who comes to me will never go hungry and he who believes in me will never be thirsty.” Our Lord is not talking about bread for your belly, the kind of food that once you eat it you eventually get hungry again and have to eat again and again.


Jesus gives you sustenance for your spirit, life for your soul. Most people today are more earthly minded than they are heavenly minded, more concerned about their material well being than their relationship with God, more concerned about where they’ll spend the Labor Day weekend than where they’ll spend eternity.


But the invitation of Jesus is a wake up call to all people. He is saying that man cannot live on bread alone but on every word that proceeds from the mouth of God. He is saying that life is more than food and clothing, career and 401ks, possessions and acquisitions. For what does it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his own soul?


He suffered and died to pay the penalty for our sins. That is the meaning of the crucifixion. You’ve been died for. Your sins, your shortcomings, have been paid for in full by Jesus Christ. And His resurrection from the dead is a preview of things to come for all who are baptized into Him.


Jesus says, “For my Father's will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day."

He will raise you up. He will overturn the grave. Death will not have the final word. It will not have the last laugh. But you will laugh with inexpressibly joy when the Savior says your name on the last day and you stand up and ascend to heaven.

The Christian message proclaims the reality of sin and death and the grave. But even more emphatically the church must proclaim the resurrection of Jesus Christ, the first fruits of them that sleep. In other words, just as Jesus rose victorious from the grave, so also all who are in Christ by faith will likewise rise bodily.

Jesus is more than just the guru of the moment, the god de jour, a dispenser of good advice. He is life itself. And being literally incorporated into Jesus through baptism, we can each anticipate our own personal Easter. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Sphere: Related Content

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Seeking Dog Advice

Julie and I are fond of animals. Always have been. So we own a dog and co-habitate with two cats. It makes for a happy home.

But with our move and a new yard , we (translation: I) are considering getting a second dog. The breed of choice is the Doberman Pinscher. I'd really love to hear from any Dobe owners and find out your thoughts.

Sphere: Related Content

Friday, August 11, 2006

Can You Guess?

Anyone care to guess why there is this photo of two mallards in my post from Tuesday, August 8?

Sphere: Related Content

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Young Feminist Summit

Why are young women scared off by feminists? Here.

Sphere: Related Content

Toxic Parenting

Are you a toxic parent? Find out.

Sphere: Related Content

Religious Kitsch

kitsch \KICH\, noun:
1. Art characterized by pretentious bad taste.

It's like a car crash. I want to turn away but I can't stop looking. Why do people like this stuff?

Sphere: Related Content

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Welcome Letter

Hey, come take a peek at the Department of Admission website for Concordia Theological Seminary. Techno-guru, Mr. John Klinger, is already - I see - getting my stuff up there.

Come see.

Sphere: Related Content

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Which Kind of Person Are You?

According to Murphy's Law, there are two types of people:
Those who divide people into two types and those who don't.

Someone else figured that there are two types in your church: Those who agree with you and the bigots.

Obviously, it is simplistic to divide people into tight little categories but making distinctions is necessary for clear thinking. I had one seminary professor who always used to say that studying theology is all about making definitions and distinctions. Pastoral ministry is utterly dependent on it.

So I think there are two kinds of people: those who are troubled by their sins and those who aren't. In stating that, I might just as well have written that the two types are Christians and non-Christians. It is not possible for a person to be in Christ and have no anguish over his sins.

That having been said, let me add that all the people I've ever met are complicated and contradictory. A Christian might live every day burdened by guilt over sins he has repeatedly confessed and been absolved for. He might also go through life essentially untroubled by his impure thoughts or how he mistreats his wife or his greed, etc. I have even met people who are in torment with guilt over things that are not really even sins.

So there are two types of people - those who are troubled by their sins and those who aren't - and I am both at the same time. I am a true dual personality. Or as Lutheran dogmaticians like to say, I am simultaneously sinner & saint. In this lifetime, no one is ever fully sanctified. That happens only in the next life, though that work of purification has begun here and now.

It's a paradox. It's St. Paul's struggle in Romans 7.

I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do I do not do, but what I hate I do. 16And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good. 17As it is, it is no longer I myself who do it, but it is sin living in me. 18I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. 19For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing. 20Now if I do what I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it.

21So I find this law at work: When I want to do good, evil is right there with me. 22For in my inner being I delight in God's law; 23but I see another law at work in the members of my body, waging war against the law of my mind and making me a prisoner of the law of sin at work within my members. 24What a wretched man I am! Who will rescue me from this body of death? 25Thanks be to God—through Jesus Christ our Lord! So then, I myself in my mind am a slave to God's law, but in the sinful nature a slave to the law of sin.

Our theology must be able to work in this paradox. The dichotomy that defines the Christian in this world. Saint and sinner. Law and gospel. To the "me" who is complacent with his sin, preach the judgment of God. And to the "me" who is troubled in conscience, preach reconciliation with God through the atonement.

Sphere: Related Content

Monday, August 07, 2006

Saved By Christ or What?

One of the great points of division historically between Lutherans and Romans Catholics is the notion of salvation through faith alone (sola fide). This topic continues to energize discussions between believers in those respective churches today.

Setting sola scriptura aside for another occasion, the remaining Reformation solas are sola gratia (grace alone) and solus Christus (Christ alone). When we say that a sinner is saved via faith only, we are saying the same exact thing as when we say that he is saved by God's grace alone and by Christ alone.

We mean that when it comes to being justified before God, I can boast of nothing. I can never stand before the Almighty pointing to my own achievements as a basis for His acceptance. I can only appeal to God's grace (unmerited favor). I can only point to the righteousness of Jesus Christ reckoned to sinners. When I lie dying, I will not find comfort in looking at myself, my life, my personal holiness. All of that falls short, far short. But I will find comfort in the grace of God and work of Christ on my behalf.

That's what sola fide means. It does not mean that a Christian can disregard God's law. It does not mean that it is possible to be a true believer without demonstrating fruit in one's life. It does not mean that we should not expect the believer to advance in holiness. It does mean that none of those things are sufficient to save us, nor are they capable of adding anything to the work of Christ on the cross. The merits of Jesus are the only merits necessary or capable of making me right with God.

Sphere: Related Content

New Curriculum at Concordia Theological Seminary