Statue of Katie Luther in the Luther Haus courtyard. |
Example of an indulgence, from the Luther museum at Luther Haus. |
There was an example of an indulgence like the ones Luther protested, and a coffer like the one in which the questionable church fundraisers collected coins. So many of these paintings I've seen in history books, so many of these pamphlets I've read in English - it was all so familiar, but now there is a human context to it. Luther's robe stood all unfurled in its display case, and I know people were smaller back then but could he have really been that short? This man who stood in the way of popes, kings, emperors, just one man, but a man who turned out to be the wind of a storm front - was just one small man like you or me.
Luther's robe in display case -- kind of small... |
We were allowed into the church today, despite all the renovations going on, for a concert benefitting local flood recovery efforts. The sounds of Renaissance music and familiar hymn tunes filled the air of this ancient sanctuary where Martin Luther and his sidekick Philip Melanchthon were buried. Their tombs remind us that even with a museum full of evidence of his superstar status putting even Elvis' Graceland to shame, Luther was and is in the hands of God, loved and forgiven, and offered grace, yes, just like us.
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