Martin Hans Franzmann

January 29, 1907, in Lake City, Minnesota, Martin Hans Franzmann was born. He no doubt never knew that his life and work would have the tremendous impact it has on my own life and theological perspective. At the memorial service held on the campus of Concordia Seminary in St. Louis on April 2, 1976, Professor…

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A Word in Our Pocket

It has been just over 8 months since we came home to find someone we didn't recognize. Yesterday that saga drew to what is hoped to be its final breath, the man who was on our property that day has been found guilty and sentenced. To be honest, neither my wife nor I wanted to…

Take they our life…

Last Wednesday my wife, son, and I pulled up to our house to find a car in the driveway we did not recognize. I told them to wait in the car and walked up to the front door and found it still locked. It was then that I ┬áheard a sound on the side of…

This is why flags don’t belong…

For the first time in my voting life, the presidential candidate I voted for did not win. To say that there is shock is an understatement, not necessarily for me, but for my friends and family on both sides of the divide. Some celebrate, others mourn, others are afraid. Throughout this entire election cycle, and…

let them come…

Most Monday mornings start out the same way, sipping coffee and studying some text of scripture with a group of older ladies who have been gathering together for well over a decade. Yesterday went a little longer than the usual hour, but I didn't mind, because the conversation spiraled into a conversation about persecuted Christians.…

we are…

For the first time, I am spending a couple of days away from my wife and 3 month old son. It wasn't an expected thing but, as circumstances would have it, I am reverting to my bachelor self for a brief moment. That means, above all, that I am wasting as much time as possible…

what’s in a name?

Sometimes I feel bad when I don't post. Not bad enough to actually sit down and write something, but bad enough to think about it. Other times, I'm ok with not posting. I read a lot of what passes for theology and tend to end up very cynical or arrogant because I think I know…

who decided that?

I sit here in a coffee shop on my day off taking care of some work that I am doing for the fun of it. This work includes, but is not limited to, working on the index for a forthcoming publication and doing some preparation, i.e., reading lots of stuff, for an article I am…

why?

Today is a nice day, a bit chilly for some, but a nice day nonetheless. In all actuality today, although it is nice, is probably the worst day of someone's life. Maybe it isn't yours, and it certainly isn't mine, but somewhere around the world someone is suffering the worst heartbreak they will ever experience.…

never pretty and always entails agony…

The march to Lord Stanley's Cup has begun. It is a beautiful march. There are twists and turns, drama and heartbreak, injury and success. It will end in euphoria. Hockey is a sport with more than it's fair share of conflict. Whether that is dropping the gloves or lighting the lamp, hockey wouldn't be what…