The Magazine

A blessing, but is something missing?

It was so refreshing and stimulating to read “The Little Church That Could” in the February 2008 Lutheran Witness. The article gave me a thrill. May Living Water Community Church continue to be a blessing to many more! By the way, many articles written by Paula Schlueter Ross have impressed me. Lois SchumacherFort Wayne, Ind.

Doing penance

I just opened the much-anticipated February issue of The Lutheran Witness. As penance for my procrastination in not writing a letter praising Dr. Siemon-Netto’s November 2007 courageous and thought-provoking article, “On Words and Vocations,” I must comment on the rancorous letters printed in the issue. I believe that the negative comments directed at Dr. Siemon-Netto

In the eye of the beholder

I so enjoyed Paine Proffitt’s artwork in the December Lutheran Witness. What wonderful Christmas cards the art would make—or are they already? Janette C. BorstEmporia, Kan.   Those weird paintings by Paine Proffitt are an insult to our heavenly Father and Son. Jesus looks like an Egyptian mummy. And Joseph and Mary need neck therapy.

New Life, New Hope, New Challenges

April marks the beginning of spring. The combination of springtime sights, sounds, and smells in God’s creation reminds us of new life and new hope.

Rose Again?

I am a lifelong Lutheran, have been confirmed, attended a Lutheran college, and teach in a Lutheran high school. In all my years of asking I have yet to receive an adequate answer to the question about one simple word: “again.” In the Apostles’ Creed, we say that Jesus “rose again from the dead.” My

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

by Dr. William B. Knippa My husband and I are in our late seventies and are preparing what we think will be our last will. Regarding our funeral plans, one daughter thinks we should be cremated (it’s less expensive, less stressful for family, etc.), but our other daughter wants us to be buried. Neither of

Shedding Some Light

Running the Race Angela, dressed in her springtime Sunday best, was running as fast as she could, trying not to be late for Sunday school. As she ran, she prayed, “Dear Lord, please don’t let me be late! Please don’t let me be late!” Dashing across the church parking lot, she tripped on the parking-lot

Making ‘Saints’

Bordered by farmland in rural Concordia, Mo., Saint Paul Lutheran High School is both intimate and surprisingly international.

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