Seminary Notes

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I was going through some class notes from the Seminary when I came across this little quote. What I’m actually doing is trying to scan most of my notes into the computer so that I don’t have to store (and move) the binders.

I can’t even remember who the professor was, but he was explaining a certain construction in 1 Peter and gave a wooden translation that you would never use, but gets at the meaning of the phrase. He said "you can put it in your notes if you promise not to put it in a sermon."

As it turns out, I’ll be preaching on this section next Sunday.

For Church, School, and Home

A couple weeks ago now we started going through a study on Lutheran music called Singing the Faith in our Sunday Bible Hour. It’s a video presentation that discusses the history and background and theology of Lutheran music. It is very well done.

Gesangbuch The first Sunday we covered the first part, on the hymns of Martin Luther and the first Lutheran hymnals of 1524. One point that didn’t actually make it into the video (it was in the intro video) was that the first hymnals were not primarily church books, but household books. That is so different than today, when hymnals aren’t always even used in church, much less in the home. But it wasn’t just the Lutheran hymnals of the 16th century that were intended to be used in the home. This picture is from an old WELS hymnal. It doesn’t have a date on it. But notice that the intention is spelled out clearly: "Songbook for church, school, and house" (This might also remind us of the importance of Lutheran elementary schools in teaching music.)

I think that if we are to carry on the rich heritage of music that sings the faith, the music must extend beyond a weekly worship service. Whether that comes from a hymnal in the home or not, at the very least, our own exposure to this music must be more than the 3 or 4 hymns we sing on a Sunday.

 

This idea is not new to me. We always did a lot of singing at home. And that is something I’m sure they learned from their parents. Singing was a part of everyday life. Grandpa sang hymns while he milked the cows. Mom sang hymns to wake us up in the morning and to put us to sleep at night.

My point here is that if we are to pass on our musical heritage, I think that our hymnals—or at least the hymns—need to be used as those early hymnals were intended: for church, school, and home.

El Paso

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Some of you may have heard already, but for those who haven’t…

I have decided to accept the call to serve at Trinity in El Paso, Texas. Now my mind is swimming with all the things to think about and decide as I prepare to leave Modesto and St. Peter. I’ll just say it’s going to be a challenging month to come. Right now I won’t go into all the things that I’m going to miss about this place—maybe later.

At the same time though, I’m really looking forward to what lies ahead of us in El Paso. And I won’t go into all of that now, either, but I should have plenty of time to do that later on.

Speaking of writing, I’m hoping that I’ll be able to post here more regularly now that my decision is made. I started a few things in the past weeks, but never could get them finished. But I’ll be back at it soon. I’ll keep you up to date on our plans. I’ll write about some things I’ve been working on. Hopefully, I’ll also have some new readers from El Paso in the coming months.

After-Easter Trip

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Last week we took a trip to southern California. I attended a preaching workshop in Santa Ana on Monday and Tuesday and we stayed with my sister Becca. On Monday we spent some time at the beach and on Wednesday we took the kids to Disneyland. The preaching seminar was helpful. It was great to spend time with my sister. And the kids had a great time. Below are links to the sites I have pictures posted. Take your pick.

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What a Week

Over the past week or so there have been so many things that would have been worth writing about, but with everything going on I just didn’t have the time or attention to do it. What I’m going to do now is just make a list of all the activity. If you need more info on any of these, leave a comment.

  • Sudden cancellation of Issues, etc. This was a good, Lutheran radio show that I listened to via podcast. The situations surrounding the show’s cancellation are mysterious, to say the least. It has sparked a great deal of controversy among those who listened to the show. I’ll miss listening to it; I hope something comes along to take its place.
  • Maundy Thursday, stripping of the altar, Psalm 88
  • Good Friday Service of Darkness, Psalm 22, Psalm 51, Isaiah 55 (Quaerite Dominum…), Lord, let at last your angels come…
  • Drive to San Jose to pick up Seminarians (Saturday), getting lost in San Jose, late night…
  • Sunrise Service, beginning outside at sunrise, Seminary brass quartet, Paschal candle, choir, Psalm 118…
  • Seminary Chorus concert: edifying and refreshing, memories from my years in the chorus came flooding back, good to see and talk with the men…
  • Easter Monday, catch-up on things waiting until after Easter, Stockton Children’s Museum, sick calls…
  • Call deliberations continue: calling, discussing, thinking, praying…

The Pastor’s Study

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Is the room in which the pastor works a study or an office? It’s the place that he has his desk, his library, probably a computer and usually much more. It’s the place that he meets with people, makes phone calls, plans and prepares for so many things. But above all, this room is the place where the pastor studies.

As long as I can remember, it has always been important to me to have a specific place set aside just for study. Already in grade school I always had a desk in my bedroom. I’m sure I didn’t always do my homework there (I didn’t always do my homework). But I always had a place for it. In college I always carved out a corner of the dorm room for my desk and work space. When I came home from school in the summers I managed to clear out a space in the basement at home and later in an extra room at the farm to put my desk, computer, and now growing theological library. When we moved to Kewaskum (WI) after getting married, I had a whole room to use as a study. I even have pictures of many of these spaces. Gallery of images of the spaces I have used for studying

In Kewaskum, I purposefully referred to the room as my study. It made sense, since that’s what I did there. That’s where I did the bulk of my studying for my first two years at Sem. But when I moved to Wauwatosa for vicar year, I moved my library to St. John’s. There I had a decent sized room to store all my books and a decent desk to work at. (I heard stories about how St. John’s vicars used to get this little closet-like room down in the basement next to the stage.) The room was right in the church office, next to where the church secretaries worked. It was right next to where the other pastors worked. It was an office. That doesn’t mean that I didn’t study there. In fact, I did some of my best studying in that room, especially in the early morning hours before the others would show up.

Our setup at St. Peter is rather similar. Pastor Janke and I are right next door to each other, just across the narthex from the church office. It’s a very efficient and convenient location. A couple months ago I even re-arranged the furniture in there to allow me to work more efficiently (my bookcases are now right behind my desk so I don’t have to walk around the desk to get at them).

But I have noticed something very interesting about that room. I noticed that when I’m really trying to study, when I’m trying to meditate on a portion of God’s Word, trying to pray, I found that it hasn’t been the best place. I found that it was sometimes better to go somewhere else. I’ve often carried my laptop into church to write sermons. I’ve sat in the pews in an empty sanctuary to pray and sing. It’s not that I can’t use that room to do those things, but it does seem to come more naturally in other places at times. I still have not been able to lay my finger on exactly what makes it that way. Is it the fact that I do so many other things there? Is it the fact that there are so many other things there?

Could it also be (in part) the way I view that room? Is it an office or a study? Is there a psychological difference between a room called an office and a study? Does it say something about what is expected of the time I spend there? Is the office the place where I coordinate and administrate and meet and strategize? But maybe a study is where a pastor meditates and supplicates and counsels and absolves. I’m wondering if my name for that room could be a constant reminder to me of what is my main task there. Perhaps it could be a reminder to others that this is the place where their pastor prepares to serve them by studying the Scripture, by spending hours reading and approaching God on their behalf.

There is a fantastic quote from George Stöckhardt on the work that a pastor does in his study that’s worth hearing:

A pastor must not simply regard it as a good way to relax from his official duties when he can on occasion, in moments of leisure, engross himself in Scripture and theology. No, here he has God’s command. The apostle of Jesus Christ makes the demand of every Christian bishop that he occupy himself constantly with doctrine and Scripture . . .  This quiet, solitary work in his study does not have the same glamour as other portions of his pastoral activity, as when the pastor has direct contact with the congregation and its members, and is more tedious, demands more exertion and mental effort than any other official act. Therefore, a pastor is well nigh tempted to dispense with this duty and labor much more easily and much more quickly than with other official duties. But there he had better consider that the apostle, where he begins to set forth the real work of a bishop, mentions continuing pursuit of doctrine, of Scripture, as the main duty of a bishop and as a necessary basis and requisite for all wholesome speaking, teaching, exhorting, and rebuking."

So if you hear me referring to that room at church with my name on the door as my study, you’ll know why.

I am baptized

I always enjoy teaching catechism. But there are some days, some moments when it really strikes me what a true privilege and honor it is to open up the Scriptures to these young people and allow them to see the beauty and the comfort that God gives to us in his Word.

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We’re in the middle of the section on Baptism and today we talked about the power and blessings of baptism. We started out by talking about important days and why the day of our baptism was perhaps the most significant day in our lives. [The image to the right is one of the slides I use in another lesson on baptism. Oct. 22 is the date I was baptized.]

But there was one point during the class, and I can’t remember exactly when it was—perhaps it was while we discussed Titus 3 and how God pours his kindness and love into our hearts like a mighty flood, or perhaps when we talked about how in baptism we are connected to Jesus’ death and resurrection, and how baptism funnels everything Jesus won for the world on the cross to the one whose name is called at baptism "I baptize you", Jesus died on the cross for the sins of the world, but in baptism he shows that he did it all for me—at one point during the class today one of the students just says, "Wow. That’s cool."

#8 — O Dearest Jesus (CW 117)

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I’m not sure I can add much to the Lenten hymns that I’m about to add to the list. I’ve already noted those classic themes common to most Lutheran lenten hymns.

  1. "It is my sins for which you Lord must languish"
  2. "To do your will shall be my sole endeavor"

This morning I started listening to one of my favorite recordings—J.S. Bach’s St. Matthew’s Passion. I particularly love the way these hymns weave in and out of the passion narrative. Herzliebster Jesu is one of the hymns that he uses. Like I said, I’m not sure I can really add anything.

O dearest Jesus, what law have you broken
That such sharp sentence should on you be spoken?
Of what great crime have you to make confession—
What dark transgression?

They crown your head with thorns, they smite, they scourge you;
With cruel mockings to the cross they urge you;
They give you gall to drink, they still decry you;
They crucify you.

Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish?
It is my sins for which you, Lord, must languish;
Yes, all that wrath, the woe that you inherit,
This I do merit.

What punishment so strange is suffered yonder!
The Shepherd dies for sheep that loved to wander;
The Master pays the debt his servants owe him,
Who would not know him.

The sinless Son of God must die in sadness;
The sinful child of man may live in gladness;
We forfeited our lives, yet are aquitted—
God is committed!

I’ll think upon your mercy without ceasing,
That earth’s vain joys to me no more be pleasing;
To do your will shall be my chief endeavor
Henceforth forever.

And when, dear Lord, before your throne in heaven
To me the crown of joy at last is given,
Where sweetest hymns your saints forever raise you,
I too shall praise you.

Call to El Paso, TX

As many of you have already heard, I received a Call to serve as pastor of Trinity Lutheran Church in El Paso, TX. At this point I don’t have many details, and during this week I will be trying to focus on preparations for and observation of Holy Week here at St. Peter. I would appreciate your prayers during this time.

Children’s Hosanna

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Yesterday our preschool and kindergarten classes sang in church. Here’s a clip of their song.

In Matthew’s account of Palm Sunday, it makes note of the fact that children were present for Jesus’ triumphal entry. And they were participating. In fact, as Matthew records it, it was the children’s shouts of "Hosanna" that bother the Jewish leaders.

But Jesus shows, as he does so often, that he wants to be associated with the children. He wants to be with them, he wants them to believe in him, he wants them to acknowledge him, he wants them to be fed with his Word. Did these children completely understand what they were saying? Maybe not. But that doesn’t seem to bother Jesus. He knew what they were doing. And more importantly, he knew what he was doing for them and in them. And even today, Jesus knows what he is doing in the hearts of the children who hear his Word and he wants to receive their shouts of praise.