The famous Broadway show, "A Little Night Music," spawned one of those permanent clever songs. I could quote all of it, but the professionals frown on too much sharing. The famous line made me think of the disasters facing the hard work, enthusiasm, panic, blaming, plagiarism, and bankruptcy of the Lutherans. The top three - or rather the bottom three - absorb most of the Lutheran members left - ELCA, LCMS, WELS.
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"Don't you love farce?" |
"I thought that you'd want what I want Sorry, my dear." |
The bottom three (to be more blunt) perhaps fear the truth about their own work. They abhor the best and only English Bible - the King James Version. Their choices are ridiculous, unless one counts the corrupt Bibles that generate cash for their bleeding losses.
Their hymnals have excluded the best while trying to borrow as much as they can from anti-Lutheran song disasters.
Their efforts to have conferences give them the lift and sweetness of cotton candy.
If the Apostles did so much with nothing, why are the Apostates losing everything with the help of their Father Below?