This past week many Protestants (and especially Lutherans) celebrated Martin Luther’s nailing of the 95 Theses to the Wittenberg door in 1517. But all is not well in Lutherville. Someone has crept in unnoticed.
Meet Nadia Bolz-Weber. The tattooed, female, pro-sodomy, emergent, foul-mouthed, feminist, Lutheran pastor who has Martin rolling in his grave.
Here are some interesting quotes from her blog.
This is how they will know that you are my disciples: that you take my body and blood to the airport. Amen?
To sing “Take O Take Me As I Am” while putting cookers and bleach and condoms in bags felt quite holy.
Nothing says “He Is Risen” quite like a chocolate fountain in the baptismal font.
A few sentences I had to cut from tomorrow’s sermon, so I am letting them live here: Much ink and much blood has been spilled on the matter of the Trinity doctrine. Are we celebrating God as bad math? 1+1+1=1? Why don’t we add some other church doctrine festivals? We could have “Substitutionary Atonement” Sunday where we celebrate God as angry cigar chopping loan shark demanding his pound of flesh. Or perhaps “Divine Inspiration of Scripture” Sunday and celebrate God as confused librarian.
I’ve been at Luther Seminary for 3 weeks now and have yet to meet an out GLBTQ person. Um, I know they have to be here somewhere. It’s so weird to be in an environment where it is apparently not safe to be out. It’s making me deeply sad actually. I think I’ll start being a little obnoxious about it and find some rainbow flags and pink triangles to sport.
Allie Allie in come free!!!!
It’s so troubling to me to be a part of system (the ELCA – my denomination) who has a policy of exclusion that I do not agree with….it actually goes beyond disagreement, I think it is sinful. I just refuse to leave and will (along with many many other folks) work to change my church. That is a threat, not just a promise.
This is the inevitable result of someone who takes the Bible seriously but not literally.