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$60 Million and a Gutted Beacon: What the Sale of Concordia Ann Arbor Really Tells Us

The grief is real. But the question underneath the grief is more important.

I’ve been watching the reaction to the sale of Concordia University Ann Arbor this week. The alumni posts, the lament threads, the old yearbook photos dusted off and shared one more time. For some the grief is real. Alma maters matter. The place where your faith was sharpened, where you met your spouse, where a professor looked you in the eye and said “you can do this.” That place is sacred ground in a way that defies a spreadsheet.

But I need to say something plainly, even if it’s uncomfortable:

The loss of a memory is not the issue. The loss of a mission is.

And if we stop at the nostalgia, if we cry our tears and then move on, we will have missed the harder and more essential question. And since I’ve never been one to avoid a hard question, let’s go there.

Ten Became Six. Six Became Five. What’s Next?

The Concordia University System was founded in 1992 with ten institutions. That number was itself the product of a century of church investment. These were academies built to train pastors, school teachers, deaconesses, church workers. Brick by brick, generation by generation, the LCMS built a network of places where Lutheran young people could be shaped for a life of faithful service.

Then the erosion began.

Concordia College Alabama was closed in 2018. A historically Black Lutheran college, the only one of its kind. Gone. Voices silenced as if nothing ever happened.

Concordia University Portland was then closed in 2020. Faculty and staff displaced. Five thousand students scattered. A second-largest teacher preparation program in the state of Oregon was extinguished in seconds.

Concordia College New York closed in 2021. Its campus sold to Iona College.

Concordia University Ann Arbor was absorbed into Wisconsin in 2013. Its historic Geddes Road campus of 140 acres on the Huron River in one of Michigan’s fastest-growing university corridors has since been sold to the University of Michigan this month for $60 million.

And Concordia University Texas, which tried to govern itself independently and found itself in a protracted legal battle with the Synod for the privilege. Now no longer part of the LCMS Concordia University System.

Ten institutions. Now, generously, five with full standing. And a denomination in a courtroom fight with one of its own universities.

Someone explain to me how this is a picture of flourishing.

We didn’t lose a campus. We lost a post. And the question no one wants to answer is: who gave the order to abandon it?

The Official Story and the Smell Test

The official explanation from Concordia University Wisconsin and Ann Arbor is tidy. Years of operating losses. Extended careful analysis. Prayerful discernment. Consultation with the Board of Regents. A decision to steward resources faithfully.

Those phrases are true enough, as far as they go. Small private colleges are under enormous pressure across the country. Enrollment declines, tuition dependency, bloated administrative costs. These are real structural problems in higher education, not merely invented ones.

But here’s what doesn’t add up.

When Concordia Ann Arbor’s story began to unravel in early 2024, the new university president announced the campus needed to be “reimagined.” Eleven of eighteen board members were brand new at the time. Some hadn’t even received their board orientation yet when this announcement was made. Board members who reportedly felt the financial story was being shaped to justify a predetermined conclusion. One insider described it plainly: “I think they thought they could sell CUAA to make Concordia, Wisconsin all the more viable and then were trying to weasel to tell the financial story, to make it seem like our hands are tied.”

Hands are never fully tied. Hands are positioned. And the position here looks less like stewardship and more like consolidation.

The question worth asking: was this campus sold because it was unsustainable, or was it sold because it was inconvenient to a larger plan to concentrate resources, reduce complexity, and centralize institutional power within the Synod’s preferred structures?

I don’t have a smoking gun. But I have a pattern.

The Pattern Is the Problem

Alabama. Portland. New York. Ann Arbor. Each one announced with careful language about financial realities. Each one mourned and then absorbed into the institutional memory of the Synod. Each one a place that had educated pastors, teachers, nurses, social workers, people who went into communities and built churches and taught children and loved their neighbors in the name of Jesus.

And each one: gone.

Meanwhile, the Synod’s gravitational pull has been increasingly toward centralization. A 2021 proposal was made to dissolve the Concordia University System and replace it with a new “Commission on University Education,” a structure that would give synodical leadership more direct oversight of “ecclesiastical functions” at each school. Governance battles. Legal fights. A denomination in a lawsuit with its own university in Texas.

Is anyone else seeing what I’m seeing?

The issue is not just whether individual campuses were financially viable. The issue is what vision is being pursued, and whether that vision was ever put to the church for its discernment, or whether it’s simply being executed from the top while the rest of us are handed press releases about prayerful consideration.

You cannot tell me with a straight face that $60 million from a single campus sale in a growing university corridor, in a region with a young population represents a story where every option was exhausted.

What Is the Vision? Because I Can’t Find It.

Here is what I want someone to answer publicly, clearly, and without the language of corporate discernment:

What is the LCMS’s vision for Lutheran higher education in the United States in 2030?

Is it five campuses? Three? One online platform and a seminary? Because the trajectory we’re on leads somewhere, and I want to know where church leadership believes it leads and whether they believe it’s good. Better yet is it God honoring?

If the vision is to consolidate and strengthen what remains, then fine. Make the case. Argue for it. Show your work. Tell the church what you believe a sustainable, faithful model of Lutheran higher education looks like in a disrupted landscape.

But don’t shut down beacons one by one, collect the assets, and call it stewardship. Don’t let 140 acres on the Huron River, in one of the most university-dense corridors in the Midwest, in a city that is growing, not shrinking go to the University of Michigan for $60 million while telling us there was no other way.

Because I’ll tell you what I see when I look at that sale: I see a growing area. I see a young population. I see a university-saturated culture hungry for an alternative. Looking for a place grounded in something bigger than credentials and career tracks. I see exactly the kind of context where a Lutheran witness should be leaning in, not cashing out.

And I see $60 million which, let’s be honest, is not going to build a new campus or launch a new model of mission. It’s going to service debt and fund operations somewhere else. The kingdom did not just gain $60 million. It lost a post.

The Price Tag on a Baptized Life

There’s something theologically grotesque about putting a dollar value on the loss of a place where young people were baptized into faith communities, formed in Lutheran catechesis, sent out as pastors and teachers and nurses and musicians and parents and neighbors.

I’m not being sentimental. I’m being precise.

The Great Commission is not a metaphor. “Go and make disciples” is not a strategic aspiration. It’s a mandate. And a Lutheran university, however imperfect, however financially stressed, was a mechanism for that mandate. It was a place where the church said to the next generation: we will invest in you, because you matter to the mission.

When we sell that place, not to another mission-minded institution, not to a church partner, but to the University of Michigan and we bank the $60 million and call it responsible stewardship, we have made a choice about what we value. We have revealed something about our priorities.

We have put a price on a beacon of the Gospel in a growing region. And that price was $60 million and a politically worded press release.

Has our leadership lost their way? I don’t know. But I know a leader who has lost their way will never stop to ask the question. That’s on us.

The Hard Question We Cannot Avoid

I want to be careful here, because I am not inside the rooms where these decisions were made. I don’t have access to the debt schedules or the enrollment projections or the full burden of what the board knew. Good people can make difficult calls under real constraints.

But I am a pastor in an LCMS congregation. I preach the Word. I baptize children and adults. I send people out into a world that is desperate for something true and enduring. And I need to be able to tell my congregation with a straight face that the institution we belong to is governed by people who share our priorities.

Right now, I’m not sure I can.

What I want, what I think many faithful LCMS pastors and laypeople want, is not nostalgia. It’s accountability. It’s transparency. It’s a leadership that will stop announcing decisions with pastoral language and start actually pastoring the church through the hard questions.

What is our vision for Lutheran higher education?

What happened to the proceeds from Alabama, Portland, and New York?

Who is asking whether the consolidation trend is a strategy or a slow institutional collapse dressed up as discernment?

And if the answer is that we’re down to five universities and comfortable with that trajectory, then for goodness sake just say so. Own it. Defend it. Let the church weigh in.

Because right now, it feels like the decisions are being made, the assets are being converted, and the rest of us are being handed processed grief and told to feel grateful for what remains.

We deserve better than that. And more importantly, the mission deserves better than that.

One More Thing

I am writing this not as a voice of despair, but as a voice of conviction. The church of Jesus Christ is not dependent on institutions. It has outlasted empires. It will outlast the Concordia University System and the LCMS itself if it comes to that.

But stewardship is not merely financial. It is missional. And a church that measures stewardship only by balance sheets and not by the number of pastors formed, teachers sent, communities served, lives changed has already lost something more important than a campus.

It has lost its north star. It has lost God.

God grant us leaders who know the difference. And God grant us the courage to demand they lead accordingly.

Die with Failure Not Potential

Potential is a word that, for too many people, hangs like an albatross around their necks. It’s a promise of what could be, a whisper of dreams unfulfilled, and a constant reminder of what we haven’t yet achieved. Society tells us to cherish our potential, to nurture it, to hold it like a sacred flame. But here’s a brutal truth for you: potential is worthless unless it’s realized. That’s right. Your potential doesn’t mean jack if it never materializes into action, results, even failure.

We’re taught to fear failure, to avoid it at all costs. But let’s strip away the sugar-coating and face the raw reality: failure is infinitely better than living with unfulfilled potential. Dying with failure means you tried. You fought. You clawed your way through life, not content to sit on the sidelines. Dying with potential? That means you were too scared to even get in the game.

Consider this: every successful person you’ve ever admired has a graveyard of failures behind them. Look at Elon Musk or Steve Jobs—each one of them has faced colossal setbacks. Musk was ousted from his own company and Jobs was forced out of Apple, the company he founded. They didn’t let their failures define them, but they also didn’t shy away from trying because of the fear of failure. They died (or will die) with scars, not unblemished potential.

On the flip side, there’s the tragedy of unfulfilled potential. Think about all the people who had “so much potential” but never realized it. They’re the could-have-beens, the almost-weres, the ones who let fear paralyze them into inaction. They’re the people who sat back, waiting for the perfect moment that never came. They end up with regrets, wishing they had just taken the leap, made the attempt, faced the failure. They die with potential because they never mustered the guts to turn that potential into reality.

Imagine what it would be like to be laying in your deathbed and thinking, “I could have been great.” Those are the most gut-wrenching words you’ll ever utter. Compare that to, “I gave it my all and failed spectacularly.” The latter carries a sense of pride, of having lived fully and fearlessly. You can’t look back and say you didn’t try. You won’t be haunted by the ghost of what might have been.

Now, let’s be clear: failing isn’t fun. It sucks. It’s painful, embarrassing, and sometimes humiliating. But it’s also a sign that you’re in the arena, not in the bleachers. You’re taking swings, not watching from a safe distance. Failure is a badge of honor, a testament to your courage and tenacity. Dying with failure means you played the game of life to the fullest. Dying with potential means you watched from the sidelines, afraid to get your hands dirty.

For all you perfectionists out there, it’s time to wake up. Perfection is an illusion. It’s a safety net for those too terrified to face reality. You wait and wait, tweaking and perfecting, but in the end, you do nothing. You hold onto your potential like a security blanket, but that blanket becomes your shroud. Rip it off. Get in the game. Fail. Fail again. And again. Because in those failures, you find growth, experience, and, ultimately, a life lived without regret.

So, what’s it going to be? Are you going to clutch your potential, hoping one day you’ll magically transform it into success without risk? Or are you going to charge forward, take risks, and embrace the possibility of failure? The choice is yours. Die with failure, having truly lived, or die with potential, having merely existed.

Life isn’t a rehearsal. You get one shot. Make it count. Fail gloriously. Wear your failures as a crown, not a shame. Because when the curtain falls, and it’s time to take your final bow, you want to know you gave it everything you had. Potential is a promise; failure is proof. Be brave enough to fail. Be bold enough to die with your failures rather than your potential. Because, in the end, it’s better to have tried and failed than to have never tried at all.

Learn To Fail

No one likes to fail. Well, I’m pretty sure no one does, but I guess there could be that rogue person who just longs to fail at everything they do. Still failing isn’t really all that fun. But, oddly enough, I’m a huge advocate for teaching people how to fail because I firmly believe that failure is the best teacher.

In a former life I was a church planter. That pretty much is a person who desires to see a church started in a given area so they start it from just a seed of a few people. There’s no land, not much money, no formalized group of people, and often not even a building. The goal is over time to build a team to help you build relationships and start a church. Well, as I was building my team to start this would be church, one of the first questions I’d ask people was are you willing to fail.

If a person isn’t willing to fail then they’re sure to never succeed.

I firmly believe if we don’t have a willingness to fail, fear will creep in to the point where we won’t ever really accomplish the things we’re setting out to accomplish. In other words, fear of failing will seize us from taking the necessary risks needed to move forward. This is true on so many levels in our personal and professional lives.

If we are afraid of dropping a weight on ourselves while weight lifting, then we won’t stretch ourselves to lift heavy. If we’re unwilling to fail in a race then we won’t ever run. If we’re not willing to miss out on the promotion, then we likely won’t even apply for the job. There are so many places where failure is critical for success! I know that sounds like a contradiction but think about it.

Ever hear of WD-40? Most people know that it stands for Water Displacer. But the 40 is often lost. It represents the 40th try before getting it right. That means he failed 39 times before coming up with the product he was really trying to make. Thirty-nine failures? Most people would have given up after the third failed attempt. But 39?!?!

You see failure, while it doesn’t teach us the right answer, it always narrows down the field of possibilities. Every failure shows us what not to do. The issue is that most of us don’t research our failures closely enough to find out why they failed.

I have failed more times than I can even count! I know that each failure gets me closer to the real answer. Our system in life doesn’t really allow for failure in many places in life but I think a good leader will give his/her people the freedom to fail. When we teach people how to fail, we truly empower them to succeed.

One last illustration on failure. I can remember vividly learning how to ride a bicycle. I did the training wheel thing for a time but eventually I needed to learn how to balance without those extra (ugly) wheel additions. So my dad held my bike and ran with me as long as he could. But eventually he had to let go. In letting go he enabled me to fail. He was pretty sure that I’d fall but it was in falling off my bike that I learned how important balance really was. If I didn’t fall off my bike (read fail), then I would never have realized how important it is to not look behind you constantly to see if your dad is still holding the seat.

Failure is critical to any area of success. Until we’re able to embrace the failures in life, we’ll never experience the true success of which we’re capable.

Priceless

maxresdefault-2It’s so easy to listen to the voices around you. It’s easy to hear what the world says to and about you. Over the past several months I’ve gotten to know a few people who for some reason believe the words the hear screamed at them from behind the mirror. This song is dedicated to them. This #musicmonday post is dedicated to those special people in my life who think they’re not enough, that they have to look prettier or act better – that they’ll never measure up.  Continue reading

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