Probably most of you read this blog for the Lutheran stuff. Let’s get real. Probably no one’s reading it except for my mom. {Hi, Mom!} That’s a long way of saying: I’m sorry to disappoint, but tonight there’s nothing remotely Lutheran about this post. Instead, it’s just a little sneak peek at my apartment. And it’s a little sneak peek at my apartment because when … Continue reading no Lutheranism here
The discussion in Sunday Bible class went this way. Parishioner: What do we make of all those evangelical denominations that claim you have to be happy to be a Christian? Pastor: It’s a lot of Law. Parishioner: It seems like a lot of work to pretend to be happy all the time. Pastor: Yeah, I don’t like people who feign happiness just because it makes … Continue reading be grumpy and rejoice
My generation of Lutherans is the worst EVER at dating. {This just in: I may tend toward exaggeration. Slightly.} Somewhere between sleeping with the last person you talked to at the bar and Mom and Dad demanding a blood draw and polygraph from the new guy before he can sit down to dinner, my generation stopped believing that you can actually talk to people in order … Continue reading “stop. just stop it.”
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