Elmer Hohle

As my wife Norma and I were sunbathing on Mustang Island beach near Port Aransas, Texas on 14 Jul 93, the sun was shining brightly at 10:30 a.m. and the thin of the moon was briefly visible directly above us.  The sonnet below was my immediate response to this scenario. So there you have it

The Victory of Faith   Stories and descriptive pictures from the life of ancient Christianity, presented to the newly confirmed youth   by     Theodore Graebner, Pastor in Chicago, Ill. (((())))(())(((())))(())(((()))) Introduction.                                                                                                                                                                   If they persecute Me, they will also persecute you. John 15:20. As Jesus spoke to the assembled crowd by the

Elmer Hohle recalls and writes down some of his childhood memories and tales told him by his parents in this series of vignettes. Vignette # 1 When sister Edith was 4, Papa and Mama were rent-farming the old Lauschke place.  As they went to the barn on the way to the cotton patch, Edith stepped

A “Poem” that flowed forth from my typewriter, in Odessa’s parsonage, on Saturday afternoon, November 18, 1967, when my ‘morrow’s sermon – after hours and days of work, study & meditation – consisted of a blank sheet of paper!                                  A LAMENT IN MIDST OF MY DILEMMA Help me, O God, off the horns of

On August 9, 1967 at 816 East 18th St. in Odessa, Texas, I was sitting at the kitchen table of the parsonage with a heavy-laden heart, for some antagonistic members were attempting to subvert our pastoral ministry.  As I looked out the window, I saw some pansies blooming under three sapling live oaks – all

Mato Kosyk was born in Werben in 1853 and died in America in 1940.  At first a railway worker and later a Lutheran pastor, he became a leading Lower Wendish poet.  He immigrated to America and concerned himself until his death with the Wendish immigrants to the country.  He penned the famous Lower Wendish epics

As a child I remember Uncle Adolph Hohle from Houston and his next door neighbor and half-brother Ernest Bamsch, coming to visit their respective half and step-brother, C. B. (Ben) Hohle (my father), the son of Maria nee Bamsch Hohle at The Grove, Texas. On numerous of these summer visits they would bring along their

A translation from the original Wendish by Rev. Dr. Elmer M. Hohle of Rev. Jan Kilian’s liturgical Collects for the Epistle and the Gospel for the Lutheran church’s ecclesiastical observance on October 31. It has been a longstanding wish of Pastor Hohle that he be granted permission to pray this prayer in St. Paul’s Lutheran Church