Skip The Meetings

The sound words of our Our Lord Jesus Christ said not to keep the children from him.  This was before communion debates.  Not to be be disrespectful brothers and sisters, but all those other Synods in 1917 were out of control!  Those predestinarians in Ohio were insane.  Worship, work, and party together.  Avoid everyone else.  Obviously, the drunkards won the liquer question.  This is for the benefit of the outsider, you see.  Unity throughout the length and breadth of the land.  All the men agreed.  Maybe, the ladies all agreed on everything too, but doubtful many were asked.

Martin Luther might even be ashamed.  Wilhems's war cry, Franz claiming the faith as his own, Porterfield's denomination warnings.  Like sad brains had been closed for good, preferring to die than to open.  Even faith is not enough, it must be true faith.  Always the most smart in the room.

Jesus fulfilled all the prophesies of the Old Testament, walked the earth doing miracles and teaching, died, rose, witnessed by thousands.  We got the Holy Spirit left behind and get to have some Jesus at the table.  The water and the word.  This body and blood helps us live a more forgiving and righteous life.  The Holy Spirit really can translate scripture very well, despite our involvement.  We've all been saved, and a compelling is ignited to go.  Point to the word, skip the meetings.

This fraternity fight.  They must close up ranks, forget effectiveness, forget the map.  They fear the contagion of error even more than breathing small pox air.  Such damnableness.  This is devilish, this sarcasm, but ludicrousness must be illuminated.  Like poor scaredy house cats with a sanitation phobia, all breathless and worried.