Tuesday, August 08, 2006

A lot of churches

Saying for the Day: Real education is not always in the school.

Well back to the archive box and here we find a map of Illinois with places marked.

When I started my last year of seminary everything changed.
I was married, so I had someone to complain too.
I had earned my Master’s Degree in Mathematics over the summer.
My wife worked so I didn’t have to.
And every weekend I went to a different church to preach.
Life was great.

The map marks all the places they gave me preaching assignments.
Each church was different and I learned a great deal about the variety that exists in the Lutheran Church.

One Sunday I went to and old German Church.
I gave them my best effort.
I thought it was a good sermon.
There was no response.
Nobody smiled, nobody got upset, in fact nobody displayed any emotion at all.
When we were a few miles down the road I told my wife that I was never coming back to that congregation .
I felt like they hated me.
The following Tuesday I was called into the Dean’s office.
He asked me if I knew that we weren’t supposed to try to become the regular preacher at any church.
I said I knew that.
Then he said the people from Sunday’s church had asked if I could come all the time.
I started to laugh and told him what I had told my wife.
They had liked my preaching but they just didn’t show it.
Lutherans can be very cold and hard to read.
Still I never went back.

Betty had her own experiences.
She is very small and always looked very young.
At one church I left her standing in the narthex while I looked for the sacristy.
A nice lady came up and asked her if she wanted to know where the youth bible study was.
Here she is the preacher’s wife being sent to the high school class not as the teacher but as one of the kids.

From all these preaching sessions I learned that congregations like people have personalities.
I learned that being Lutheran doesn’t mean the same in every church.
I learned that some congregations love to sing but some don’t.
I can remember so many little things I learned on those Sundays.

I can’t remember much of what I learned in class.
I always felt that Seminary was trying to create professors not pastors.

Next week-the examining committee –my last hurdle.

News from Pigeon Falls– the little town in my backyard where the trains still run– Last night was the first night of the big variety show. Eino and Toivo did a couple of Abbot and Costello routines. Tommy did his tap dance. Vicky East sang several songs about rabbits and dragons that she wrote herself. They won’t make the hit parade but the town loved them.
Five first graders from Last Lutheran sang Bible School songs. There was a violin solo and a violin and piano number. All in all it was a great start and in the next two nights it will only get better.
Eino called out to the Hermit’s house. He got no answer. Tom Withers said he brought the lady in with her suitcases this morning and she left on the milk train. So Eino, Robert, and the constable went back out to the house. The door was locked but that was no problem for the constable. On entering they discovered all the books and papers were gone, vanished. There was nothing left to tie the stone statue and the ruined machinery to the Chicago company. She had taken everything that could identify anything.
Eino called the company in Chicago and was told the phone had been disconnected. The constable had a friend in Chicago check on the license number of her Illinois license. It turned out to be fake. Now they have a house that belongs to a company they can’t contact with a stone man in it. It is all very confusing.
Tonight the Queen candidates will be presented at the variety show. These were selected from twenty applicants. The committee considered scholarship and beauty. Its odd that in the many years of picking Queens there have been a number of dumb but beautiful candidates but no ugly but smart candidates. Beauty must count more than scholarship.

Today's link: A Day in the Life of the Real Me- Remeber to put the words Dr. John in the comment to get those tasty JCPOINTS. Check your total HERE.
Now on to our drawing. Yesterday we drew Peter. If we draw Peter again today he gets what's in the prize box and Brea will be happy. And the name we drew is Chana. Sorry Peter ( sorry Brea). If we draw Chana tomorrow she gets what's in the Prize Box.
Well I went to the medical building and had blood drawn this morning. I think their vampire was very thirsty because she too four vials. We spent the rest of the day pricing things for our big rummage sale on Fridat-Saturday. We still have boxes and boxes to price. In opening a box that we brought from the other house that hadn't been opened since we moved here we found a horrible broiler pan that should have been thrown away years ago. The things we hold one to.
Well I need a breathing treatment.


Blogger starbender said...

Well- in the archives, I didn't get a map - but the yr. is 8006
and were still under a bush

Sorry I couldn't get here for mondays comments, I was no-where near a computer the entire day---Otherwise I would have made my rounds!!!

Enjoy the day!

4:19 AM  
Anonymous Stacy said...

I think you are right about seminaries. I've known far too many pastors who know their theology inside and out, but their ability to connect with and understand people is zero.

5:00 AM  
Blogger Mimi said...

I really enjoy your stories on becoming a pastor and your seminary time:)

5:22 AM  
Blogger Lori's Minute said...

I am one of those Lutherans who do not show happiness at the right times....it is almost if my muscles for smiling are not connected to my brain at the right time. Even though I am thinking it, not showing it. Probably true for when I am really angry as well....it is called a defense mechanism.

5:49 AM  
Blogger Lori's Minute said...

Oh yeah....I enjoyed your story today.....:) ;) ;) ;)

5:50 AM  
Blogger Margaret said...

Finding a church home can often be equal to finding the perfect pair of shoes. Savannah is home to thousands of churches. Churches right next door to churches. I've yet to find the one that isn't too big nor too small, light in the loafers yet loaded with soul.

I've always said I felt the drive to start a new kind of church, or rather a rendition of the sort of church Paul would often visit and calling it "The Living Room."

6:18 AM  
Blogger jafabrit said...

I remember the first time I visited a church in america and I couldn't cope with it. What was all the clapping and hugging! I am british ya know LOL!

7:40 AM  
Blogger candy said...

I love your blog!! I have been reading your archives!! I can't wait to see what happens with the house and the Stone statue!!

8:19 AM  
Anonymous Crazy Object b. said...

You stories just get better and better. how did Pete get picked how how how? Win win Chana. What dooes this say CTMB DHD

8:20 AM  
Blogger QuillDancer said...

No map -- but great memoir. I appreciate you sharing your personal experiences.

I'd anticipated the hermit's disappearing sister. Yep. Yep. Can't imagine what might be next though ...

9:06 AM  
Blogger Chana said...

you and Betty are a good team and obviously have always been. it's nice to hear about how things were for you both and certainly how things are in the Lutheran church.
i'm sure that the woman was no sister of the hermit..she was a fake and part of the company in Chicago...now they have cleaned up their tracks..
Whooo-hooo i have a chance to win again...let's keep our fingers cross..

i hope you have a good day.i know you guys are quite busy. thanks for letting us know about Pennie. take care and read you tomorrow.

11:51 AM  
Anonymous D.F.F- said...

Hi this is TCOB And D.F.F she want's Jc. points too. Her she is
I of heard a lot of you from brea. I think its cool to be a paster. Danny Fetion Fantic

1:19 PM  
Blogger Sue said...

I'll remember to comment the when I hear a good sermon. Love your stories. You need to write a book, it would be interesting.

3:48 PM  
Blogger Cherlee's said...

Love your story. Also thanks for picking me for today's link. You made my day!

5:56 PM  
Blogger Nea said...

Ah......interesting very interesting.....all things considered i guess you should at the very least smile at a pastor if you want him to return.....at least raise the corner of one cheek, just a bit....huh.

I knew it, I just knew it, the "lady" was going to run off with something from the house, All very odd....don't you think....

They always seem to select beauty's for beauty pagents, don't they. I guess brains aren't beautiful.....

They say beauty is only skin deep, but I guess that is all that is necessary for a beauty pagent.

Now I need to go and get my points.....

7:10 PM  
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9:51 PM  
Blogger Deepak Gopi said...

I really enjoy your blog.
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12:10 AM  

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