Monday, November 9, 2026

Recording of Sunday's Sermon

Yesterday was a good day at church.  I worried I might not be able to sustain my energy; it's been a very intense week, in a good way.  But I was happily surprised.  We even stayed for the delicious soup lunch after worship.

One of my parishioners (and Church Council president) said, "Never in my life would I have thought I would hear Jello Biafra and the Dead Kennedys mentioned in a pulpit."  He meant that in a good way.  We talked about punk bands he had seen, and a song or two that was life changing, in a good way.  I said, "It's what every artist wants, right?"

Here's what I wrote when I posted a link to the recording on Facebook:   "Maybe you've been feeling like the foolish bridesmaid in today's parable, feeling like it's too late for you, that the party started while you were off catching up on your endless to-do list ("Buy lamp oil for wedding feast"). Maybe you need to be reminded that God's love is not dependent on what you do or how prepared you are. Maybe you're wondering if we're thinking of the same parable, the one that tells us to stay awake. Or maybe you just want a sermon that mentions Jello Biafra and the punk band The Dead Kennedys. My sermon today at Faith Evangelical Lutheran Church in Bristol, Tennessee, tried to do all of the above."

You can view the sermon here on my YouTube channel.  If you want to read a version, the manuscript is in this blog post.

Sunday, November 8, 2026

Sermon for Sunday, November 8, 2026

November 8, 2026
By Kristin Berkey-Abbott



Matthew 25:1-13



Long ago, in the early days of this century, I gave my students a writing assignment: imagine that you wake up one day and find that you’re in charge—of the school, or maybe think bigger, like you’re elected to a position of power, like being mayor or president. First we discussed the idea, which many students dismissed as impossible. They could never be elected—they have no experience. Then we read a short piece by Jello Biafra, leader of the punk band the Dead Kennedys, which includes this key quote: "It's time to start thinking, 'What do I do if I suddenly find myself in charge?'" --which Biafra then answers by talking about punk rockers elected to office. And then students brainstormed and began writing.


I always ended the class by telling my students to keep their essays, because some day, they might find themselves in charge, and they’d have a head start on making plans. In numerous parables, we see Jesus telling us the same message, along with a bit of intensity. Stay alert. Your vision is needed, and God is going to call on you to deliver.


When I’ve worked with this parable in New Testament classes I’ve taken in seminary or on retreats, many people seem puzzled by what seems like a twist at the end. We think that Jesus is giving us a parable about the need to share our resources. And then, suddenly, we get a very different parable.


I’ve also seen people try to deconstruct the parable from a gender angle, asking the question, why is it only females who are foolish? But parables are full of all sorts of foolish people, male and female alike: rich men who build barns and die suddenly, the slaves we’ll hear about next week who approach their surprise bonuses in different ways, on and on the list could go. Foolishness knows no boundaries. This parable is not telling us not to rest: both wise and foolish bridesmaids take a nap. This parable is not anti-wedding, one of the stranger interpretations that I’ve heard.


On the contrary, a wedding feast is often a metaphor for God’s kingdom, both in Old and New Testament writing. We might be left asking, what does that lamp oil represent? Or to put it another way, we’re staying awake—but for what, exactly?


We might leap to the one explanation that many of us have been taught that these parables represent: we stay alert so that we get to go to Heaven. But Jesus tells us over and over again that he doesn’t come to be with us just so that he can meet us in Heaven again some day. He’s got a much grander vision for us.


This parable comes at the end of Jesus’ ministry. It’s part of three parables that make up Matthew 25, just after the part of Matthew that scholars call Matthew’s eschatological discourse, a church phrase that means a discussion of the end of time, when God’s creation process is finally complete. We often talk about Jesus telling us that the Kingdom of God is at hand—it’s a Kingdom that’s in a state of both “now” and ______--that’s right-- “not yet.” As we talked about last week, as we miss the saints that are no longer with us, God may wipe the tears out of every eye, but it hasn’t happened so far. Our eyes are still full of tears. Clearly, we’re not in the perfect place right now.


This parable might be about Heaven or it might be about some kind of end time when God is no longer working on creation because perfection has been attained. But Jesus might be telling us about a possibility that traditional approaches to this parable don’t always consider.


Jesus comes to tell us that we don’t have to wait until a distant day to be part of the community that God has begun forming. God wants community with us so badly that God comes to us in the form of Jesus with an invitation to be part of this new and inbreaking creation. As we look at God’s creative processes, God’s community building, we see God’s patience for us, a patience with us.


But if we’re sleeping, we may miss it. If we’re not prepared and alert, we’ll find ourselves locked out, in hearing distance of the wedding banquet but not being able to be part of the festivities.



Most of us have some experience with feeling left out, being on the wrong side of the group that gets to go to the party. Jesus delivers the Good News over and over again that the Kingdom of God is open to all, if we’re awake and prepared. If we move away from seeing this parable as being about Heaven and eternal damnation, we can even give it a hopeful spin, hopeful especially for those of us worried that we’re more like those foolish bridesmaids, gone off to purchase what we forgot to bring.


One of my Quilt Camp friends always reminds us that parables are not a one and done, in terms of what they mean. Jesus isn’t a college professor, waiting for us to come up with the right way to interpret the parable. We don’t get an A for getting the correct answer, the only correct answer. Parables give us wide range in how we interpret them. They’re designed to make us think.


For those of us who worry that the parable is telling us that we’re foolish and destined for life on the non-party side of the locked door, let’s look at this parable in the context of those first believers.


Throughout his ministry, Jesus extends an invitation to foolish bridesmaids like Matthew the tax collector, Peter who denied knowing him, Martha who wants to micromanage the miracles, and a variety of Pharisees and other officials. Eventually, if people are lucky, they hear and believe the message that we don’t need to go off frantically searching for lamp oil or whatever else we’ve forgotten. God’s grace and love is not dependent on our actions.


If we find ourselves on the other side of the door, a party going on inside and darkness outside, take heart. We can still learn the lesson. We may find ourselves at a different party, with new bridesmaids to serve beside us, but we don’t need to stay on the wrong side of the door forever.


When I would invite my writing students to envision a different future, one designed for a flourishing that would work better for them, some of them wrote papers that were breath taking in their hopes and dreams. As I was working on this sermon, I found myself thinking about the fact that they’ve had time to make those hopes and dreams a reality. I found myself praying that some of those hopes and dreams have been realized—the world will be a better place for us all.


History shows us that events can change quickly, and those who have been keeping watch and getting and staying ready are the ones who can help shape events. But even if we’re not at the epicenter of world changing events, the lives of those first believers show us how we don’t have to have worldly power to make the world better.


Our world needs what Jesus proclaims: God’s kingdom is here, here to give us life giving light in our shadowed and shady world. So let us keep our lamps trimmed and burning, in the words of that old gospel blues song. Our lamps are one of the ways God’s light spills into the world. So stay awake—while dreaming of what a fully realized Kingdom of God will look like. Stay awake—while dreaming of that transformation. Stay awake—we don’t want to miss this wedding feast.

Thursday, November 5, 2026

Quilt Camp as Metaphor for Political Hope

Just after midnight yesterday, I made this Facebook post:  I fell asleep early-ish for an election night (by 9 p.m.), early-ish for most grown ups on any night, and scrolling through results at midnight, I'm struck by how many of the winners are women, particularly in races for governor. It's going to be a record breaking election day for all sorts of reasons, but women winners give me so much hope!

What I posted just after midnight as election day passed into the day after election day is still true--how profoundly moving to see so many women elected.  I am also surprised by how many mainline Protestant pastors and seminarians were elected; James Talarico got the most coverage, but James Hamilton, perhaps, has the most experience and influence in a religious sphere of everyone elected.

I have been watching coverage and postings, and I'm struck by what people want and hope for after these elections.  My want/hope is simple:  pass some legislation that can help some people.  I don't care about Epstein files or corruption investigations--go back to that housing bill that had bipartisan support and might be veto-proof in the new Congress.  I don't care about taxing billionaires--bring back the health care subsidies that helped people afford health insurance.  I don't care about impeachment--restore that expansion of the earned income tax credit that happened in the wake of the pandemic, the expansion that showed remarkable impact on alleviating child poverty during the brief time it was in effect.

I say that I don't care about ___________ -- I do care, but I don't think it's a good use of time and energy.  

Let's do some things that most of us can agree on, some legislation that will make life better for people who won't see those things happen without some federal money.  Legislation with money delivers power that individuals and groups can't do on their own.  My small country church agrees with my desire for more housing, especially for poor people.  We don't have the resources to build one house, let alone an apartment complex.  But legislation done well could attract development.

I will spend the rest of the week at Quilt Camp, which seems like a great metaphor for what the country needs.  We are women of varying beliefs, but we find our common ground when we come together.  We are women of varying skills, but we're all creating works of beauty.

Wednesday, November 4, 2026

Meditation on This Sunday's Gospel

 The readings for Sunday, November 8 , 2026:


First reading and Psalm
Joshua 24:1-3a, 14-25
Psalm 78:1-7

Alternate First reading and Psalm
Wisdom of Solomon 6:12-16 or Amos 5:18-24
Wisdom of Solomon 6:17-20 or Psalm 70

Second reading
1 Thessalonians 4:13-18

Gospel
Matthew 25:1-13

How mystifying, this parable of the wise bridesmaids with more than enough oil and the foolish, unprepared bridesmaids! I would have expected Jesus to make a different point, one about those with abundant resources sharing with those who have a lack.

But once again, Jesus is full of surprises. It's not a parable about sharing. And if you reread it again, you may realize, as I did this morning, that it's not a parable about staying awake either--all of the bridesmaids get drowsy and sleep.

Through his parables and more importantly, through his life, Jesus shows us that we're allowed to have down time. We're allowed to sleep. Jesus retreated periodically to recharge, and we should do.

But those foolish maidens aren't going on a women's retreat at a nearby church camp. No, they have come to their task unprepared. It's not like the task was unknown. I assume that one of the basic job requirements of being a bridesmaid is to have oil for the lamps.

Or maybe it's not one of the basic tasks. Note that the bridegroom is delayed. Maybe the foolish bridesmaids assumed the wedding party would come by the time it was dark. Maybe their fault lies in not anticipating the unforeseen.

So, what does this parable tell us for modern life? For those of us who are waiting and watching, what does it mean?

Too many people will read this text and see the wedding party as a metaphor for Heaven. Perhaps it is, although I imagine Jesus would have had a very different idea of Heaven than that of 21st century folks. Too many people will focus on the possibility of a second coming in our lifetime, and that's why they keep the lamps ready.

But God did not create this planet just to wreck it out of displeasure. Absolutely not. The Good News that Jesus gives us again and again is that the redemption of creation breaks through into our daily lives.

If we wait for a distant Heaven, we've missed the point. The Good News is that we don't have to wait. It's happening right now, in all sorts of ways.

But many of us will miss it, because we're not looking or we're not used to seeing God in our daily lives. Perhaps instead of keeping a gratitude journal or instead of asking how our days have been, perhaps a better question would be, "Where have you seen God today?"

In this way we'll keep our oil replenished and our lamps ready. We will know the bridegroom, because we will have gotten in the habit of seeing him.

Monday, November 2, 2026

All Saints Day Sermon Recording

We had a great All Saints Sunday at Faith Lutheran, in Bristol TN.  Before worship, the youth helped construct an altar/display area where we could put photos and mementos of our lost loved ones.




My sermon went well, particularly considering how stuck I felt writing it.  The recording of the sermon is here on my YouTube channel.  If you'd like to read along, I put the manuscript in this blog post.

Sunday, November 1, 2026

Sermon for November 1, 2026, The Feast of All Saints

November 1, 2026, All Saints Sunday
By Kristin Berkey-Abbott




Matthew 5: 1-12





This passage is often called a preamble or an overture to the largest sermon that Jesus will give. Some scholars argue that these verses, commonly called the Beatitudes, are some of the most famous and familiar of all substantial Gospel passages.


In this Gospel, we see this upside down approach that Jesus will take, and we see it early in his ministry, here in chapter 5. Even though we’re at the beginning of his ministry, just after he calls the first four of his disciples, we see Jesus claim his authority: he’s speaking from a mountain, which is where God speaks to prophets like Moses, and he’s speaking from a seated position, which the most respected rabbis did. He makes the announcement that he will repeat throughout his ministry: the Kingdom of Heaven is breaking through into the worldly empire—and what a different reign it will be.



Those of us who grew up going to church have heard these Beatitudes over and over again and again throughout the years—and if you’re wondering what happened to the Woe to You Who Have Good Things now part, you’re remembering the version from Luke, not this version from Matthew. We may have lost sight of how strange the Beatitudes sound.


Even in the time of Jesus, the Beatitudes would have seemed counterintuitive. Blessed is a short hand way of saying that a person has found favor with God, and that God has given them something special to show that they have found favor with God. With that in mind, let’s return to the list of attributes that show a sign of God’s favor: those who are depressed, those who have lost loved ones, those who don’t brag, perhaps because they don’t have a reason to brag, and then at the end, those who are on the wrong side of their government.


In the ancient world, these are not signs of God’s favor. Ancient people would expect a sign of God’s favor to be something that elevates us: increased wealth or good health or being promoted by the king. And even today, this list seems counterintuitive. We live in a time that would offer a very different list of who the important and influential people are: those who control big companies or governments, the ones who star in movies, or on a smaller level, the ones who have the good jobs or the houses with lots of square footage on lots of acreage—and the resources necessary to maintain it all.


Even in religious circles, we see this idea. We are about 20 years past the peak of the prosperity gospel message, the books with variations of the God wants you to be rich titles, but the idea still lingers. If doors open for us, it must be because God ordained it.


This theology can also be seen in some of our popular slogans—like when God closes a door, God opens a window.


Of course, this theology comes with all sorts of problems, but here’s the main one. If the door doesn’t open and there’s no open window to be found, How will that impact our faith in God? If our prayers are not answered, does that mean our faith has been too shaky? How do we love a God who answers the prayers for deliverance for some people and not others?


Much of the Gospel of Matthew is written to an audience who would be asking similar questions, after Rome has brutally repressed their communities. There is good news in this teaching: the Kingdom of Heaven is not reserved for the powerful, which in the Gospel of Mattthew is the empire that taxes people so that they lose their lands, the empire that forces people into forced servitude, the empire that sends wealth back to Rome. God is to be found with those who have been broken, with those who have lost so much and cannot find their way out of mourning.


Jesus comes to tell us that the world’s ways are not God’s ways. Read this text one night as you watch T.V. and marvel at the difference in values. The world worships wealth and power. The world worships the kind of beauty impossible for most of us. The world worships those who boss the rest of us around. The world exalts those who trample on others to get what they want.


Our Gospel this week reminds us of God's rules, the way that we succeed in God's eyes. Our Gospel this week gives us God's promise that we will be comforted, that even though we may be meek in the eyes of the world, we will be filled with good things.


Today’s Gospel reminds us of how to act when we're turning to the ways of God. The middle verses, 6-10. These verses give instructions for how we can join together in the redemption of the world We are to treat ourselves and others with mercy, with compassion, with comfort. The text reminds us that just because we follow Jesus, our path will not be easy. On the contrary, we will likely face persecution. But Jesus promises us that we will be O.K., that we will find richer lives. This text tells us how we are to act and what we are to value.


Jesus comes to tell us that God is doing a new thing. In a world where mourners find no comfort, in a world where the meek get trampled further, and in a world where those who yearn for justice don’t live long enough to see it, Jesus comes to announce the upside down Kingdom of God that is breaking through right now. Jesus reminds us over and over again that worldly empires will make all sorts of promises that they have no intention of keeping. God’s covenant offers true life, true redemption, for us and for all of creation.


On this All Saints Sunday, let us commit again to the Kingdom of God, not the empires of this world. Let us draw inspiration from the saints who have gone on before us. Let us take comfort in the vision of the Kingdom of God, from the last verses of our first reading:

“For this reason they are before the throne of God
  and worship him day and night within his temple,
  and the one who is seated on the throne will shelter them.
 16 They will hunger no more and thirst no more;
  the sun will not strike them,
  nor any scorching heat,
 17 for the Lamb at the center of the throne will be their shepherd,
  and he will guide them to springs of the water of life,
 and God will wipe away every tear from their eyes.”



Saturday, October 31, 2026

Halloween at the Abbey

This week I used 2 of my own poems in writing classrooms.  I wrote both of them when I thought of the first time I went to Mepkin Abbey in 2004.  Halloween was on a Sunday, and on both Saturday night and Sunday, we could see and hear trick-or-treaters across the river.  I also remember walking down the long drive with a friend at sunset; in the distance, we saw figures in white gowns.  We knew they were monks, but they had a ghostly presence.

I thought they might give us a blessing or a nugget of wisdom.  Instead one of them said, "Don't forget to vote on Tuesday and make sure you vote for the right one."

I wrote a poem with a lot of the elements from that first visit:


Autumn at the Abbey

I drove seven hundred miles from the tip
of Spanish speaking Florida to the Gullah drenched
lowcountry marsh.

I arose in the wee small hours of the morning
to drive up the spine of the state
with truckers and other insomniacs.

I saw the flaming
orange fields, the flickers
of light across the river.

I have eaten eggs from the chickens
raised by monks and been sprinkled
with holy water before bed.

I saw the baby Jesus
created from a
cornucopia of materials.

I harmonized with monks
and chanted my way through a quarter
of the Psalms.

I watched the monks at sunset
walking under Spanish moss draped
trees, ghosts from a different century.

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Later I rewrote the poem and tried to make the Halloween elements more explicit:

All Hallows at the Abbey

I awoke very early to sing
lauds with the monks,
and then I set out for the river.

In the pre-sunrise mists that rose off the currents,
I would not have been surprised
to see a runaway slave.

In the afternoon, the fields flamed
orange and light winked
across the water.

I returned to the chapel to harmonize
with monks and chant
the Psalms that still speak to us.

As the sun sank, across the river, candles flickered
in carved pumpkins and costumed children participated
in a different ancient ritual.

As we walked to compline service, monks in white robes
walked under trees dripping with Spanish moss,
ghosts from a different century. 

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I like them both, and what I like most is how the poem process captures the memory of that long ago visit for me.