His comments on my posts are worth their weight in gold, and far superior to the original blog's posts. I am saying this because it is true, not to garner more tidbits from his sui generis pen (or keyboard).
I hope this bouquet of maudlin hero-worship doesn't embarrass him...but, ah heck, I don't care.
He is the most brilliant and friendly, and kindly (had to have three for a Trinitarian effect) Lutheran layman on the North American continent; heck, maybe the entire western hemisphere.
I am honored and blessed to call him friend.
The Lord is good.
- - Fr J
p.s. the photo above is to prove that I DO actually know this Saint! :D
Gulp. The Rev. Fr. Jay is FAR too gracious in his evaluations. I want the public to know that when I excitedly showed his commendations to my dear wife, she responded with the sobering End-Times assessment of "Why, Michael ... I never knew you. And that's Scriptural!" Leave it to the daughters of Eve, to bear the truth ... and the Way, the Truth and the Life i.e., GOD. If only St. Nicholas had encountered the ear of Nestorius the Notorious!
ReplyDeleteYou know, 2014 is a personably memorable year for many reasons, including a retirement, a round number wedding anniversary, and my first opportunity to celebrate the spiritually enriching Lutheran Stations of the Cross at Zion (Detroit). Included in this august list is the first face-to-face meeting with God's faithful ambassador and chosen warrior on earth, Sir Rev. Fr. Jay Watson, of whom I have honored and blessed to call "buddy. " I will always recall ineptly stumbling, with Guinness clutched in hand, upon his serious conversation with Fr. Mark Braden at the friendly domicile of good Fr. Burnell Eckhardt and his ever-gracious wife Carol ... and thinking "Could that be him, he who has 11 "official" followers at his laudable and inspiring activities, but more than this indeed, viz., the observing and worshiping angels and archangels and all the company of heaven?" Folks, this thought could equally apply to dear Fr. Mark from time to time, but at the moment in question I was thinking of the Jay-man Jayhawk. And it was unbelievably so! Quite a thrill ... as one can easily surmise from the spot-on sermons he posts at this destination, and all the brilliant funnies, too, which expose and exorcise the devil and all the works of Vehse-ites and the other crypto-clowns which attempt to hobble the Church Evangelical-Catholic (large "c," ya tar-brained rascals; no quarter or apology given, except that published ca. 1530) ... and quite a worthwhile discussion followed. Praise God for servants like the father, I say.
The daguerreotype, I do confirm, has not been photo-shopped in any manner. Suffice to say that the Polycarpian (here-to-fore secret) handshake, of which protestants and synodical sniffling syncretists, and Vehse-fanatics verily tremble to encounter, was employed within but milliseconds of the snap ... and effectively took out the intrusive Sanhedrin-spy with a swift right jab from the priest, and a solid left upper-cut from the shrink, in honor of Michaelmastide. Okay, and of Oktoberfest in Kewanee, too. All I can think, therefore, is that Herr Doktor's previously mentioned Guinness must be sheltered and clutched securely, out of view.
Which would be unusual, lest any trespassing and benighted WCTU advocates wonder and dare to thank our wine-imbibing God, for a physician's conversion. Sorry, ladies. NOT.
Rest assured all, though, that the take-out was accomplished with a gentlemanly, Steampunkish smile. But then, it appears that you would have already known that.
Your (unworthy) servant,
Herr Doktor S.S.P.
Michael! You are indeed my buddy and my brother...and truth be told, I just sorta throw these slip-shod posts out here on MEGALUNEI in hopes of luring you (ba-da-dump) in to post some of your material. I'm still laughing at your above comment...(hot coffee out the nose does indeed hurt--hey! you are Doctor..maybe I can find a shyster somewhere to file a malpractice comedy tort...or something :D )
ReplyDeleteBut seriously, I will have to break fellowship with you if you fail to attend the next Polycarpian retreat in June 2015 (Deo Volente)
love
Jay