Worship Notes: Repetition is the Mother of Learning

Repetitio est mater studiorum (because Latin is fun!).  Repetition is the mother of learning.

The pattern of worship at St. John's has been a succession of rotating liturgies.  Sundays usually did not have liturgies repeat from week to week.  While some may appreciate the variety, it does have its drawbacks.

One change you will notice is that we will be locked in on The Common Service for many weeks to come.  The main reason is so that people learn the parts of the liturgy and memorize them.  This is especially important for people who are younger or new to the Lutheran confession.

If someone is learning to dance, he spends his time focused on his feet.  "Where does my left foot go next?  How does my right foot move?"  He does not even enjoy dancing because he is just trying to learn how to do it.  Eventually, after repetition, he no longer stumbles his way through his footing.  He actually gets to enjoy the movement of the dance.

With the liturgy repeating itself week after week, we become exceptionally familiar with the confession of sins, with the canticles, with the Apostles' or Nicene Creeds, etc...   Eventually, most will not even need to refer to a hymnal or a screen.  We can just dance through the liturgy.

For some, repetition is boring.  It is argued, "Doing the same thing over and over again will cause me to speak the liturgy mindlessly."  Perhaps.  I contend that the fault will not be with the liturgy, but with our sinful nature which always needs to be entertained.  After a while, we get bored with everything.

But consider the benefit of repetition.  Repetition leads to memorization.  As people get older, they may lose their eyesight.  But they can still participate because they remember the liturgy.  Young children can learn the canticles even before they learn to read.  This can only happen if the same liturgy is done week after week.  

Does this mean we forfeit variety?  No.  Each week, we have different hymns, different prayers, different Psalms, different readings, and a different sermon.  The Psalm can also be sung in different ways.  The choir can add anthems.  Other instruments can enhance our worship.  There is much variety that can be incorporated while still repeating the structure of the liturgy.

Repetition is the mother of learning.  What we are repeating in our liturgy reinforces what we confess and believe to be true.  That thought will be explored at a later date.

Worship Notes: Why do we do what we do?

When I was a youth, I was curious why we followed the liturgical order we did.  Why not explore other ways to worship?  I never did ask my pastor that question, fearful that even asking was disrespectful.  It was not disrespectful.  It was a good question which deserved a thoughtful answer.  I wish I had asked it.  It was a lost opportunity to gain appreciation about why we worship the way we do.

While that topic could inspire many, long paragraphs (and will likely be a Bible Class topic down the road), this blog post will simply encourage people to ask why we do what we do.

The Church does not have secrets.  Everything should have a clear explanation, an answer to the question: "Why?"  Everything we do in worship--from rites (things spoken) to ceremonies (things practiced)--is done to reinforce the faith and to teach God's people. 

Are there ways to teach the faith that are better than others?  Absolutely.  Sometimes it is a matter of right vs. wrong (such as the Roman Catholic sacrifice of the Mass or an altar call); other times it is a matter of good vs. better.  For example, we would rather have our hymns let by a pipe organ than a kazoo.

If there are better ways to conduct a Divine Service which emphasize the reverence, glory, and mercies of God, we should pursue them--not because we are disposing of what is wicked, but because we can opt for what teaches the faith better.

Not everyone will think every idea is great.  Some may resist any changes at all.  We can become slaves to the "We've always done it that way" mentality.  While it may be true that we've always done something a certain way, there should be a good reason we've always done it that way.  If that reason proves to be a good reason, we can retain what we've done.  If there are better reasons to do something different, we can introduce something different as long as it teaches and reinforces the true, Christian faith.  That is always the goal.

Being skeptical of change is natural.  We like what we know.  We prefer what we are comfortable with.  That is not necessarily bad.  Thrusting something new and revolutionary into the Divine Service should be met with skepticism.  Nothing should be foisted upon a congregation.  People need to be instructed about why we are doing what we are doing so that they can be confident that they are not being led astray and so they can appreciate a more vivid exposition of God's glory.

So, why do we do what we do?  You deserve a better answer than, "We've always done it that way."  And you certainly should not be afraid to ask for an answer.  If you don't know what the point is, ask!  If you want to know why the pastor does what he does, ask!  If you are curious about the reasoning behind some practice, ask!  

The way a pastor presides over a Divine Service is first to the glory of God and then for the edification of God's people.  The pastor should have a solid reason for whatever he does, and God's people should know it, too.

Local Tourist -- US Bank Stadium, Minneapolis

Once again, the Local Tourist is taking some liberties with the word "local."  Earlier today, the Local Tourist and his Mrs. crashed a group outing with the Roots to Wings Summer Camp to tour US Bank Stadium, home of the Minnesota Vikings.  Although our Roots to Wings overlord is a Packers fan, she told our tour guide, 'Today, we are all Vikings fans."  I disagreed.  Go, Pack, Go!

Nevertheless, US Bank Stadium is a magnificent structure.  We got to see several luxury boxes and club areas, the Gjallarhorn, the Vikings' locker room, the press room, the nose-bleed seats, and even were invited to run around on the field.  The children took full advantage of that.  I tried to kick a field goal, but without a holder, it was a pretty ugly attempt.  The Vikings are welcome to have me kick whenever they play Green Bay.

Here are some photos from today.

Installation Service at St. John's Lutheran Church, Lake City, MN

Here is the installation service at St. John's Evangelical Lutheran Church from Sunday, July 12, 2026.

Pastor of St. John's Evangelical Lutheran Church in Lake City, Minnesota

This is the biography which was included in the bulletin for my installation on Sunday, July 12.  The preacher for the day was my classmate and brother-in-law, Rev. Daniel Schmidt.

Pastor Schroeder’s Biography

            Thomas E. Schroeder (Come on!  His parents didn’t name him “Pastor”!) was born in Sheboygan, Wisconsin on November 28, 1967 to Earl and Mary Ellen Schroeder.  Shortly thereafter, he was reborn of water and the word at Calvary Evangelical Lutheran Church in Sheboygan.  He was raised in Sheboygan and attended grade school at Calvary.  He attended Manitowoc Lutheran High School.  His pre-ministerial training was at Northwestern College in Watertown, Wisconsin.  (Northwestern has since been amalgamated with Dr. Martin Luther College in New Ulm, Minnesota under the name of Martin Luther College.)  Upon graduation from Northwestern in 1990, he attended Wisconsin Lutheran Seminary in Mequon, Wisconsin, serving a vicar year at Trinity Evangelical Lutheran Church in Jenera, Ohio.

            In 1992, he married Laura Schmidt of Noblesville, Indiana.  Laura spent a number of years as a stay-at-home-Mom, and also spent many years teaching in Lutheran schools, specifically St. Peter’s in Plymouth, MI and St. Paul’s in Livonia, MI.  Laura and Pastor Schroeder have been blessed with six children—Faith (Milwaukee, WI), Nathanael (Bluffton, IN and to be married to Sarah Gigli in April 2027), Andrew (Shelby Twp., MI), Caleb (Saginaw, MI; married to Caitlin, who is expecting Pastor and Laura’s first grandchild in August), Philip (Lake City, MI—yeah, that’s right, there’s one in Michigan), and Peter (who will be attending Michigan Lutheran Seminary in Saginaw for his senior year).  Pastor and Laura were anticipating a seventh child, but he was stillborn.  Isaac Christopher awaits the resurrection at Glen Eden Cemetery in Livonia, MI.

From left to right: Pastor, Laura, Nathanael, Sarah, Faith, Philip, Peter, Andrew, Caitlin, Caleb

            After graduation from Wisconsin Lutheran Seminary in 1994, Pastor Schroeder was assigned to be an instructor at West Lutheran High School (currently located in Plymouth, Minnesota).  He taught religion and Latin and served as Recruitment Preacher / Director.

            After two years there, he opted to be reassigned through the Seminary to be a parish pastor.  In 1996, he, Laura and, at the time, two children moved to Novi, Michigan where he was installed as the pastor at Good Shepherd Evangelical Lutheran Church.  Pastor Schroeder served at Good Shepherd for thirty years. 

            Pastor Schroeder has a blog—www.LutheranSubject.blogspot.com—mainly for posting sermons.  He also occasionally posts other items such as family events, “Local Tourist” postings, things that he finds amusing, or pastoral concerns.  Please note: If you search for Pastor Schroeder’s Facebook page, you will find it.  However, that particular Facebook page belongs to the pastor of Good Shepherd, Novi.  An attempt was made to change the name to something generic, but Facebook was not having it.  If you request Pastor Schroeder as a friend on that Facebook page, it will not be acted upon.  The account will fade and later be adopted by the next pastor at Good Shepherd.

            Pastor and Laura Schroeder like pina coladas, getting caught in the rain, and … oh, wait, wrong reference.  Pastor and Laura Schroeder enjoy camping, reading, taking walks, playing cards and board games, and exploring the area they live in.  Both have sung in choirs.  They are loyal Green Bay Packer fans (your groan here), but they are not obnoxious about it. 

            Pastor and Laura are eager to get to know the members of St. John’s and the community of Lake City.  Pastor Schroeder desires to be a faithful pastor to you.  He seeks your prayers and support so that he can fulfill his vow to be faithful to the Scriptures and the Lutheran Confessions.  By exalting and proclaiming Christ, he hopes to show you the Savior to whom you can flee for comfort, hope, and peace.

Today's Earworm -- Billy Joel: Sleeping with the Television on

This earworm is a little obscure.  I think I can blame Peter for this one.  Peter's Spotify playlist includes a lot of Billy Joel, and he will play it in the car when we are out and about.  Suffice it to say, Peter does not have this song on his playlist. 

One of the drawbacks (if you want to call it that) of the modern method of collecting the work of music artists is that you select individual songs.  I bought the full album and ended up listening to all of it.  Of course, the majority of songs on these albums did not get any airplay on the radio.  You had to discover them for yourself.  Such is the case with "Sleeping with the Television on" from Glass Houses.

Thanks to Peter's Billy Joel kick, this song has been running around in my mind for a few days.  But I'm not upset about it.

A side note: The song begins with the conclusion of the Star Spangled Banner followed by the static of a station that has ended its signal for the night.  I am old enough to remember when television stations signed off for the night, follow by about six hours of static and a test pattern.  Younger people will be thoroughly confused by this, as well as Billy Joel's reference to the white noise coming from a television left on all night.

Ah!  Nostalgia!

As a bonus, here is a bootlegged live version of the song.  Some poor soul had one of the most unfortunate obstructed view seats in the arena.

Things that make me go ARRRRGGGGHHHH -- Troubles with moving

The moving van departed with many of our earthly belongings on Tuesday, June 16.  I had to stick around until Thursday, June 18 because of an immunotherapy treatment.  This was just as well, as we still had some clean up to do on Wednesday.

After some last minute packing, sweeping, and double-checking, we left on Thursday afternoon to begin our trek to Lake City.  We had planned on getting past Chicago, which seemed like a very achievable goal.  (Did you hear God snickering when we made that goal?)

About 90 minutes down the road, the dashboard of our Honda Pilot noted that the transmission was overheating.  ARRRRGGGGHHHH!  We stopped at a rest area to check under the hood.  We saw some steam coming from the engine and fluid spattered across the engine.  We had just had the oil changed that morning, and we were hoping that the oil filter had not been put on correctly.  That would have been an easy-enough repair, but it would not account for the transmission alert. 

We found a Honda dealer on the west side of Kalamazoo, Zeigler Honda.  We got it there shortly before they closed, meaning the inspection would not take place until Friday.  We camped that night at Fort Custer StatePark, between Kalamazoo and Battle Creek.  If you consult a map, you will note that this is well short of Chicago.  ARRRRGGGGHHHH!

The next morning, we were informed that repairs and a new transmission would amount to $16,000.  ARRRRGGGGHHHH!  I don’t know if God laughed or not, but we kind of did—a laugh of absurdity and despair.  Sometimes an ARRRRGGGGHHHH! just isn’t enough.  We had too much packed to simply shove it all in our Flagstaff Microlite and abandon the Honda Pilot.  We ended up getting a new (to us) car.  Apparently, it was driven by a little old couple who put precious few miles on it.  A win for us!

Then came the financing.  We were asked, “What’s your address?”  That is normally a simple question.  Our response: “The one we just left, or the one we are moving to?”  Follow up: Where will the car be located?  Answer: In Minnesota.  Follow up: Do you have proof of residency there?  Answer: We haven’t even moved in yet!  ARRRRGGGGHHHH!  We got to enjoy a similar routine at the DMV in Red Wing.

After some comical back and forth (and by this time, how could it not be comical?), Ali Kabil from Zeigler Honda managed to get the work done.  Then he had the car, which had just arrived on the lot the previous day, detailed.  Then he had it done again so that he found it satisfactory.  Then he had the oil changed.  We finally left Kalamazoo about 5:00 PM EST. 

We drove around Chicago (mercifully easy) and crawled through Milwaukee due to construction—ARRRRGGGGHHHH!—and pushed on through Wisconsin as the night fell upon us.  We grabbed a short 4-hour sleep at a parking lot near Tomah, Wisconsin which was referred to us by Laura’s brother, David.  The parking lot was for a business which belonged to a shirt-tail relative of his.  We never met his relative since we were up and out of the parking lot by 5:30 AM CST. 

We rolled into Lake City about 20 minutes before our moving van.  We prayed fervently for a swift completion of their duties.  Once they moved on, we settled in for a long, glorious nap.

And that’s how we got to Lake City, Minnesota—one ARRRRGGGGHHHH after another.