Gospel Sermons For Sundays After Pentecost (Last Third)
When I was in high school, I had a bad case of acne. Many teenagers did then and many still do now. An English teacher, Mrs. Veler, cared enough about this that she volunteered to take me to a dermatologist and to pay for the appointment as well as for the prescription. She was a Christian woman married to the Lutheran Bishop of Ohio. Together they introduced me to Wittenberg University, their alma mater, and they encouraged me to think seriously about college. I was invited to their home innumerable times, an urban boy visiting a beautiful suburban home. Mrs.