Wednesday night at Casa Blanca we talked about Martin Luther and the Reformation over enchiladas and chili rellenos. They were mopping up as we dispersed into the rainy, deep-October night. It was church.
Bob knew about Luther, the man and the monk. I did’t know that he (Luther, not Bob) translated the Bible into German while on the lamb under a death notice. It reminded me of Bunyan. And come to think of it, Paul (the Apostle, not the logger.) Not to mention John out on Patmos, probably not a resort town at the time. Something about incarceration. Maybe if more preachers . . . no, alas, not enough jails.
Who are the reformers today? It still has to be writers, most writing in plush offices with deluxe software suites. Whole churches change how they do business based on their books and tape series. Maybe some were divinely inspired. Lifeway and CBD have stacks and stacks on how to make our churches and ourselves more purposeful. Reform, after all, is betterment. Remember reform school? Sure you don’t.
One website on Luther, which contains the 95 Theses condemning the selling of indulgences, features commercial ads for Luther products! Love the irony.
