NextSunday Worship

Kirsten Hancock

  • July 29, 2018

    “Hungry, Eager, Frightened, Calmed”

    Year B: Tenth Sunday after Pentecost (Proper 12)

    Have you ever seen how much food it takes to feed 5,000 people? The San Antonio Food Bank is one of the largest food banks in the country. Last year, during Hurricane Harvey relief, they helped many flood victims in South Texas by meeting their immediate need for food. I recently volunteered with my friend, […]

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  • July 22, 2018

    “How do you view the world?”

    Year B – Ninth Sunday after Pentecost.

    “How do you view the world?”  In the Smyth & Helwys Commentary for Mark, Alan Culpepper shares the following story: In December 1931, Ted and Dorothy Hustead bought the only drug store in a little prairie town, fifty miles east of Rapid City, South Dakota, These were the days of the Great Depression.  There were […]

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  • July 15, 2018

    “People Pleasing Can Kill You”

    Year B: Seventh Sunday after Pentecost. Proper 10

    Henri Nouwen once observed religious leaders can mistakenly confuse good spiritual leadership with the ability to ‘control complex situations, confess emotions and anxious minds’ (Yust by Hall 239) Human nature drives us to want control over everything around us. Surrendering our will or moving away from pleasing others is a near impossible task for some […]

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  • July 8, 2018

    “You Can’t Go Home Again”

    Year B – Seventh Sunday after Pentecost. (Proper 9)

    At the end of Mark 5, Jesus sternly tells the disciples and witnesses not to speak of a dead girl brought back to life or a woman touching His garment and being healed by only her faith. A lot has just happened but “He strictly ordered them that no one should know this and told […]

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  • July 1, 2018

    “When Healing Happens”

    Year B – Sixth Sunday after Pentecost.

    I recently received a diagnosis after an x-ray and MRI of my left knee.  Apparently, you can get arthritis in your knees at age 40, especially if you are overweight and your grandmother had arthritis. One can also walk through pain for a while before the pain becomes so bad, one goes to the doctor. […]

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  • June 26, 2016


    Year C – Sixth Sunday after Pentecost.

    I came to San Antonio last year unsure of what long term plans God might have for me. Would I ever return to Washington, DC?  Would I ever work in politics again?  Was I returning to my home state of Texas for good?  While I do not regret coming to Baptist Health System to work […]

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  • June 19, 2016

    “Go Back the Way You Came”

    Year C – Fifth Sunday after Pentecost

    His name was Clementa Pinckney.  To some he was Senator Pinckney.  To others, he was Reverend Pinckney or Pastor. Still others, Brother Clementa, husband or father.  I met South Carolina State Representative Clementa Pinckney in 2006, when I worked for the Center for Policy Alternatives in Washington, DC.  As the daughter of a Baptist minister […]

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  • June 12, 2016

    “We are in Christ!”

    Year C – Fourth Sunday after Pentecost

    In my youth, I remember checking boxes on my offering envelope each Sunday.  On the envelope were boxes to check for Sunday school attendance, Church attendance, Bible brought, Bible read, offering brought etc. Even though we learned we were saved through faith, there was a lot of emphasis placed on works which brought us closer […]

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  • June 5, 2016

    “Funeral Crashers”

    Year C – Third Sunday after Pentecost

    When funeral processions pass by us on streets, the courteous thing to do is to pull your car over to the side of the road. We stop and clear a path for those mourning a loss to stay and travel together. There is a symbolic gesture of compassion given by cars pulling over to the […]

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  • March 29, 2015


    Lectionary Year B – Liturgy of the Palms

    Brian was one of my best friends in high school. He had one sibling, a brother named Eric, about four years younger than us. Brian, Eric and their parents, Mike and Denise, were members of the same church as my family in Abilene, Texas. In the early morning hours of September 1998, Eric drove down […]

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