The winds of autumn were upon them, hurling straggling leaves as well as the scarves and cloaks of those upon the path. But the wind did not daunt them. No, it was a special day. They held their coats and hats tightly around themselves and pressed onward, the wind following them all the way to their destination up the steps and to the door. The large and strong Castle Church of Wittenberg would be a warm and inviting place inside.
But what was this upon the door? A sign of some sort. Signs were often put upon the chapel door. But this one was very large and had much writing on it. This sign was a paper listing ninety-five reasons why some things the church did was wrong. This was an unusual sign! Things were wrong with this church? The church these people were about to enter? The church in which these people were to celebrate a special, holy day—All Saints’ Day? Not one, not two, but ninety-five arguments against this church? Who ever heard of such a thing? This was the only church they knew! And yet there could be things in this church that were so terribly wrong? This was a strange thing to consider. A very strange thing indeed.
But it was a wonderful thing, too. It was an event that the Spirit used to mark the beginning of the Protestant Reformation. The history of the church would never be the same. Oh, how the wind blew! The wind of spiritual reformation blew across all of Europe, and the truth of Scripture was heard by God’s people as it hadn’t been heard in hundreds of years. But all this understanding started with just a little puff—a little breeze—when Martin Luther nailed his Ninety-five Theses on the chapel door that special day.