Sunday, September 12, 2010

Dropped out of the Almighty's Pocket

1796 half dime
For all of those whom I have lost
for so many reasons. 
My love to you.
may we meet again.

Sunday September 12, 2010
by Katie Mulligan

Scripture Readings: Jeremiah 4:11-12, 22-28 and Luke 15:1-10

A quick note: The Jeremiah passage is from the lectionary. But I had no idea what to do with it this week. I offer it to you as from a pastor who has lost her way a bit in the scriptures. Make of it what you will.

So then on to Master Luke.

I have often wondered what it means that there are three stories of being lost, one right after another, in the gospel of Luke.  Often we focus on the prodigal son story—and why not? After all, there’s something for everybody in that story. The younger brother who gets too big for his britches, or just tired of sitting in the shadows, and goes off to see the world and find himself. He takes with him his inheritance, squanders it, and gets into trouble. We see the younger brother and see ourselves, or our loved ones, as we have been (or are perhaps now), wasteful, lost, sinful, bringing doom down upon ourselves. And who among us hasn’t had the opportunity to truly humble ourselves to another?  The prodigal son’s return mirrors our own journeys back into relationship. Perhaps we’ve found such grace that he did, or perhaps not, but eating humble pie, well we’ve all had to do that.