Lutherans vs. Other Church People

Somebody once asked me, "How did you meet your husband?" Truth be told, he stuck his hand in my pocket at a hayride. It was a Lutheran hayride, of course. Everything our family did those days was Lutheran. I even went to a Lutheran university. Fortunately, they took the offspring of an immoral Lutheran (See blog "Living religiously" for "immoral" explanation), so long as he was still a Lutheran and contributing to the church.

Our family soon went into crisis mode--he, the boyfriend, was NOT Lutheran. But it turned okay. My mom saw to that! He promised her he would join the church, soon as we got married. And he did. Smart guy! He knew how to handle Lutherans, even though his brother was a Presbyterian minister.

One day I gave up and joined the ecumenical movement (I was the corrupted family member; remember?) That gave me permission to go to church ANYWHERE, whether it be my brother-in-law's parish, to church with Catholic friends while camping, and even the National Cathedral in Washington, D.C.

And do you know what I found out? We worship the same God! Isn't He clever? He keeps His identity, no matter what kinds of rules and regulations we persnickety churches set up. So, next time you go to a foreign church, wink at the guy who was up on that cross, to let him know that you know the secret, too!

Your friend in Christ and all kinds of good stuff,
Margaret