Sunday, April 25, 2010

Starting Over

Sermon, Sunday, April 25, 2010
by katie Mulligan

Scripture Readings: Lamentations 3:1-24 and Acts 9:36-43

As I was reading through the scripture one last time this morning, I wondered about that moment that Tabitha opened her eyes.  I wondered if it had been anyone else except Peter standing there if she would have just rolled over and gone back to being dead. Sometimes it matters who is trying to call you back to life. But that isn’t the point this morning. Rather, I wish to speak to the prospect of starting over. Of resurrection. Of new life.

Perhaps you remember a time when you were little.  You had broken something of your mother’s—a vase, a favorite cup, a picture. Maybe you’d scribbled on the wall in crayon. Maybe you lost your father’s keys. You unscrewed all the screws from the bottom of the desk and it fell apart.  Some kid got in your face and said something nasty, so you punched her. Somebody punched you, so you said something nasty.  Maybe you were not going to eat those peas, no matter how long you sat at the table, no matter how many meals those peas kept appearing. Maybe you stole a pack of gum from the store (and I’m not admitting to anything here).

But you remember, don’t you, that moment when you made a mistake and you knew you were dead?  In the face of certain death and doom, you looked at your parent and said in the smallest, most pathetic voice, “Can we start the day over?”

Sunday, April 18, 2010


Sermon, Sunday April 18, 2010
by Katie Mulligan

Scripture Readings: Acts 9:1-20 and John 21:1-19

This was the music playing in the background as I wrote this sermon, and as you will see it highly influenced my interpretation of these texts. Enjoy! Sermon is below the video.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Poised at the Edge

Forgive me, I have not blogged in a while nor posted sermons. Sometimes it's just complicated.

My Easter sermon, along with my confession that I prefer Ordinary Time to the High Holy Days.  Perhaps Marcella Althaus-Reid put it best:
There can be no sanitization here, or something of the divine essence will be lost—it is not the genetically modified, metaphysical Son of God that declares the divine-human conjunction, but the screaming baby born amidst the cow shit and fleas, covered in his birthing blood and received into the uncertain arms of his child/mother, who declares salvation for all...the divine is earthy, messy and partial and is to be found there in all its glory, not in splendid doctrine stripped of all humanness. (1)
Sermon, Sunday April 4, 2010
by Katie Mulligan

Scripture Readings:
John 1:1-5
John 20:1-18

After all they had been through in the last week, Jesus’ followers deserved a break from the fear and unrest that had become such a part of their lives.  After all, it was only a couple of weeks ago that Jesus had raised Lazarus from the dead.  Jesus had been talking strangely of his own death for quite some time, and after Lazarus, the religious leaders began to plot to kill Jesus.  So they had gone to a little town near the wilderness to hide until the Passover, when Jesus decided to walk right into the death trap that had been set for him.