I am embarrassed to confess I was fortunate to be raised Lutheran, but not the Gustavus Adolphus variety then as well as the fascistic, feminized, or childish moronic one it is today in Minnesota.
There used to be lots of Lutheran Churches in Minnesota. I belonged to a small American synod Lutheran on on Stanford Avenue in St. Paul. I was Sunday schooled and confirmed there. Clarence B. Lund was its most dynamic Pastor. During his leadership of nearly ten years, he had expanded membership enough to require two preachings on Sundays. He was exceptionally well educated, gifted in voice both singing and in speech, and was nationally recognized as a leading organist including the pipe organ. He led in the purchase of lake shore land in Chisago County for summer outdoor learnings for boys.
At least 100 children ages 8-12 attended Sunday School regularly learning Bible Stories of the Old Testament in particular. Sermons were reserved for lessons from the New Testament. Unfortunately, Pastor Lund had a weakness for boys of confirmation age which caused him to move on…..to somewhere in the Lutheran ranks in Denver….music, it was mentioned quietly.
Two years ago at 80, having been ‘unchurched’ for 60 years, I craved for the old days Christmas time, and decided to take a visit to the largest Lutheran Church in Minneapolis on Christmas Day….I was aware things had changed….modern hymns of forgetful language and harmony replaced the old unforgetable beauties our congregations of yesteryear, including even my Dad, would sing so proudly during service.
The service opened with “Hark the Herald Angels Sing”….one our congregation seven decades ago would also sing along with the Church Choir of about 25 devoted.
At this largest Minneapolis Lutheran Church maybe a quarter of the 500 in audience actually sang along with the choir. It was the second of two sermons that Christmas Sunday….at a Church which one time was packed to the brim for each 5 services every Sunday if the year including the last time I was there for Church service 60 or more years ago.
Immediately following that introductory Carol, the audience was welcomed by a second tier Minister…..He had a welcoming voice tone…..smiled…..and reminded the audience that today, being Christmas Sunday, was Jesus’ birthday…..and then with child-like giddy tone asked the folks to stand and sing “Happy Birthday” to Jesus.
I couldn’t take it. It hurt too much. Being in Church used to be so uplifting in music and message. I quietly picked up my coat and left…..it’s the 21st Century dying America.
Read on to learn more about the Lutheran feminized ‘presence’ in college today.