On July 2, 1205, a young law student named Martin Luther was caught in a giant lightning storm. After being thrown to the ground by a lightning bolt, he prayed for St. Anne to spare him and he would pledge his life to God.
Spare me and I will become a monk!!!!!!
However, the corruption in Rome even reached Wittenburg. A man named Johann Tetzel galloped into Wittenburg selling indulgences to raise money for the pope's rebuilding of St. Peter's Basilica. Martin disagreed against this, and advised people not to buy the pieces of paper. Indulgence sales dropped and Tetzel moved to another German town in hope for a better crowd.
Martin survived the lightning storm, and true to his word, became an Augustinian monk. He would soon make his journey to Rome. Martin imagined Rome as a great monument of Catholicism.
So, how do you like being a monk?
But I could do without the doughnut haircut.
However, Rome wasn't what Martin though it would be. The city was a living sewer, filled with corruption and homeless. The pope rode around in golden armor, and priests sold indulgences.
Hmm. This seems like a nice little town. Hard to imagine something like a Reformation starting here.
,Martin came back to his monastery furious with the Church's state. His teacher sent him to Wittenburg, a town in Germany to study.
Martin decided to go public with his grievances and wrote and posted his 95 Theses, a list of complaints mainly about how the selling of indulgences was wrong. Martin posted these theses on the door of a local church.
This will show the Church and its corrupted ideals.
Aaannnnddddd.... that should do it. Time for a nap.