Count the ELCA in that list. Their history in the mid Atlantic states stretches back to before the Revolution. It’s all been subverted by faithless church leaders more interested in being “kind, affirming and relevant” than faithful to God’s inspired and inerrant Word. What is left are countless empty churches from upstate NY through Central PA MD and DE. Breaks my heart.
As I remember, the ELCA was a dachshund of a church, a crossbreeding of two churches, the LCA and the ALC. I am hardly surprised by the grotesque which the ELCA is.
The triumph of the pastor of the LCA church I was in between 1963 and early 1969 was to take a boy who loved the rich symbolism of Lutheranism and by failing week after week, month after month, year after year to teach the Bible, to turn him into a young man who could see no reason whatever not to stay home on Sunday mornings and sleep in.
I was right, too, and that starvation of truth was a long roundabout blessing. When at twenty - three The Holy Spirit began pulling me, I knew where not to look to find it.
Count the ELCA in that list. Their history in the mid Atlantic states stretches back to before the Revolution. It’s all been subverted by faithless church leaders more interested in being “kind, affirming and relevant” than faithful to God’s inspired and inerrant Word. What is left are countless empty churches from upstate NY through Central PA MD and DE. Breaks my heart.
As I remember, the ELCA was a dachshund of a church, a crossbreeding of two churches, the LCA and the ALC. I am hardly surprised by the grotesque which the ELCA is.
The triumph of the pastor of the LCA church I was in between 1963 and early 1969 was to take a boy who loved the rich symbolism of Lutheranism and by failing week after week, month after month, year after year to teach the Bible, to turn him into a young man who could see no reason whatever not to stay home on Sunday mornings and sleep in.
I was right, too, and that starvation of truth was a long roundabout blessing. When at twenty - three The Holy Spirit began pulling me, I knew where not to look to find it.
Indeed it was as you describe. Your story perfectly illustrates what happened and of what Father Marshall writes.
(Psst. I'm a layman. :) )
Had no idea. Maybe an introductory podcast or article for those new to your Substack
I think most people in the REC pews are not aware of what happened last week.
Conversation at the Anglican Way Institute next week will be more telling, particularly at the clergy meeting. (Oh, to be a fly on the wall!)
Now I'm in trouble. ;)