Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Higher Things Radio: Emmaus and Good Shepherd

I was on Higher Things Radio again. This time I spoke with Pastor George Borghardt about the Luke 24 passage -- Jesus and the Emmaus Disciples, and John 10 -- Jesus the Good Shepherd.
Check it out!
http://higherthings.org/radio/shows/2009-05-01.html
Monday, April 20, 2009
Higher Things Radio...Alleluia!

A little "plug" of self-promotion. :-) I was a guest for Higher Things Radio, discussing the Easter Gospels with Pastor George Borghardt.
Click on the link and listen in! Higher Things Radio, Episode 33
Better yet, subscribe to Higher Things Radio on iTunes! :-)
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Holy Wanderlust: Funeral Homily for Martin Voelker
Martin Eduard Voelker was born of the flesh on the 1st of March in the Year of Our Lord 1917 to Friedrich Johann and Anna Zollmann Voelker.
He was born again of water and the Spirit on the 25th of March, 1917, at Saint John’s Evangelical Lutheran Church of Lanesville, Indiana, at the hand of the sainted Reverend Carl Schleicher.
Martin was catechized in the Christian faith as taught by the Evangelical Lutheran Church, and confirmed in that faith on Palm Sunday, the 13th of April 1930, and first received the Holy Body and Precious Blood of Jesus in the Sacrament of the Altar later that week, again at Saint John’s, at the hand of the sainted Reverend George Baumgart.
On the 18th of April, 1948, Martin was united in Holy Wedlock with LaVerne Day. To this union were born five children: Donna Christine, Ronald Edward, Raymond Martin, Marvin Albert, and Susan Ruth.
The Risen Lord Jesus welcomed Raymond Martin to his heavenly home at the tender age of two weeks.
On the 8th of September, 1979, LaVerne fell asleep in Jesus.
On the 20th of May, 1985, Martin was again united in Holy Marriage, this time to Alda Fay Stilger. She also preceded him in death.
On the Vigil of the Resurrection of Our Lord, the 11th of April, in the Year of Our Lord 2009, Martin fell asleep in Jesus, and now awaits the resurrection of all flesh.
John 20:1-18
Wednesday after the Resurrection of Our Lord
15 April 2009
Funeral of Martin E. Voelker
St. John’s, Lanesville, IN
In Namen des Vaters und des Sohns und des Heilige Geistes. Amen.
Now Martin’s Wanderlust has taken the ultimate step: his travelling has just passed over to the next world. Our friend, our father, our Uncle Martin now has the amazing joy of exploring the heavenly realms in the joy and peace of our Risen Savior.
We all love to wander. Our fallen nature wants to follow after our mother Eve and wander from the holy and righteous will of God. The wide and easy road of sin and death are always beckoning us. Left to ourselves, we are completely lost, wandering rebelliously, and rejecting our Lord.
Martin was born with that kind of a wandering spirit, just as we were. But at just over 3 weeks of age, Herr und Frau Voelker brought their son to this Holy Font, where he was cleansed of all rebellion. Here he was rid of the false wandering, and the holy desire to be led in paths of righteousness began.
Pastor Schleicher began Martin’s journey with that Baptism and the early catechesis. Pastor Baumgart was the next servant of the Lord to continue the preaching and teaching that led Martin in travels following the Good Shepherd. Jeder Sonntag der Familie Voelker ihren Kinder nach Gottesdiesnt gebracht. Every Sunday the Voelker family brought their children to the Divine Service. There, they were forgiven and nourished by our dear Lord. There, they responded in musical thanks and praise.
Every journey needs some music – a soundtrack, if you will. Martin was ready and willing to jump in and provide the travelling music. If it had strings, he could play it. Whether joining in a group, such as his “Polecat Holler” friends, or simply playing the fiddle for family, Martin loved music.
An earlier Martin, that is, Dr. Luther, said that next to God’s Word, music was his greatest gift. The joy that was shared through our Martin’s playing bore witness to that gift.
His love of music was especially fond of Easter music. Some fine hymnody and sentimental songs accompany the Easter season. It was known in the family that he would enjoy going to his heavenly home around Easter time, as this provided some wonderful music. Indeed, today we are amazingly blessed in that.
The Body and Blood of Jesus make Him present as He forgives, and gives life and salvation. We no longer need travel to some tomb to find him, He travels to us, coming through the simple gifts of water, Word, Body and Blood. And in Jesus’ travelling to us, we have a blessed reunion with Martin, as well. So this morning, Martin would encourage you to keep travelling to Christ’s pulpit and altar, that you may receive these gifts, and in addition, have a brief communion with him.
This morning, Martin is enjoying a holy and righteous Wanderlust, travelling around the heavenly realms, with no worries about breaking down and riding with strangers like on a trip to California, or coming to a literal end of the road, as in Alaska. Instead, he can joyfully go about, relishing those words he so recently heard: “Well done, thou good and faithful servant; enter into the eternal pleasure of My Father.”
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Easter Cemetery Sunrise Service

The following is a poem by Chad Bird, M.Div., S.T.M.
Chad is a gifted poet and hymnist.
Ten acres of frigid rural soil
Thickly frosted in Easter’s pre-dawn Subterranean saints,
quilted in earth Smile warmly at the band of believers
Huddled above to catcall verses of victory
Into the mocking mien of chiseled stones
The rocky trophies of mortality’s coup
North, south, west, and east of Eden
Wizened hags, pimpled teens, snotty-nosed kids
All dust to dust, prey of the funereal broom
Swept beneath this rug of grass and weeds
Most forgotten by man, yet all remembered
By Him whose lungs breathed mud into man
Each fruit of a womb, the apple of His eye
Each soul, a priceless pearl, purchased
With crimson coinage minted in divinity’s veins
These wooden suitcases of rotting raiment
Sepulchered beneath the worshipers’ feet
Travel on, transported by time not space
From the hour of death to the day of judgment
Ever ready to spill their contents upward
No longer as bags of bones and soiled flesh
But resculptured clay pulsating with life
Lazaruses wiping graveyard dust from their feet
Like champagne corks, grave-stones shall pop
As unbottled bodies after long fermentation
Bubble upward with fresh blood and skin
Ready for their vintage soul waiting above
And joined by that ragtag band of believers
Who awoke early to go to the place of sleepers
Defying death and mocking mortality
Early one Easter morn.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Swimmer!
As a youth, I was always in the "Beginner" category. For that, you need to swim at least 25 yards. For "swimmer" you need to swim 100 yards, the last 25 have to be back stroke, and then tread water.
Ben swam 50 yards, and thought he reached his limit. So he got the "beginner" level. After his good friends got "swimmer," he decided to try again. This time he completed it!
When you go to Boy Scout camp, a board is posted at the pool. It has a circle cut out of white card stock, but color coded. If it is left white, you are a non-swimmer, and MUST stay in the shallow end of the pool. If half is colored in red, you are a beginner, and may go in the shallow or middle of the pool. If you are a swimmer, half is colored red and half blue. You
may then go to the deep end as well.No, Ben is not ready for the "Mile Swim" award, but man! He did great!
Congratulations, Ben, for becoming a "swimmer!" This also completed some requirements for rank advancement!
