Halle turns 1200 years old...

By Kyle Small -
Little did I know that when I planned a trip to Halle that it would be the city's 1200th birthday. Well, it is. This weekend is the birthday of Halle. I leave tomorrow afternoon via car, and I will be in one of the most crowded cities this weekend. (For those of you who know me, I love crowded places and long lines. It allows me to practice the overabundance of patience that I have).

Anyway, due to the expected crowds, the play-by-play will come as a reflection when I return. I am choosing to leave my computer behind. This is a big deal for me. Anyway, I look forward to a crazy weekend, and I plan to post pictures when I return.

Maybe I will be so lucky to see the ghost of Francke...

By the way, for those who wonder why I am going to HAlle: Halle is the home of the Pietism movement, namely the work of August Herman Francke. He was a German Christian who sought to reform the Lutheran Church further into Luther's vision of church. As he sought to live a faith in hand, heart, and head, he developed children's homes and a large university. It is my hope to see his place, his work, and his legacy. Also, German Pietism was extremely influenctial in Swedish Pietism, which ultimately became the Covenant Church. For more information, check out the book, By One Spirit (Get one Free) by K.A. Ollson.

Tschus!

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