This Sunday, the Festival of Pentecost, we celebrate the gift of the Holy Spirit. It’s the third of the three great festivals of the Christian year and the one we celebrate largely without shopping. Not so many pop singers releasing new Pentecost albums. Fewer neighbors stringing red Pentecost lights. No grocery ads for Pentecost specials. I did find a few Pentecost cards on line. “Sending you my warm Pentecost wishes”? Hmmm. There was that fire.
The Comforter comes. The Challenger comes. The Opener of the Word. The One who lifts our prayers on sighs too deep for words. The One who shakes and startles and sends.
As you watch and listen in the Pentecost story (Acts 2), what words and images stir you to wonder?
The rush of a violent wind. Tongues as of fire. The Word in every language. Amazed. Perplexed. Visions. Dreams. Portents. All of us are witnesses. Jesus is Lord. Jesus is Messiah. What then shall we do?
Today I thank God for a pastor who invited me to pay attention to Peter. Peter, who denied. Who hid. Now buy clomid online 50mg stands to preach. Now finds his voice. Now finds the voice of God within him. And, filled with the Holy Spirit, is not afraid. Or, at least, bears witness beyond his fears.
How many times in our sacred texts do we hear God and angels and wise ones saying, “Do not be afraid.”?
What fears still slow us from boldly following Jesus? What fears still stifle our congregation’s bolder witness? What stories might we share of moments and seasons when we found our voices and risked beyond our fears? What verses might our congregation write to a new Pentecost hymn with the refrain: “Wow! Hallelujah! We’d never tried THAT before!”?
We welcome the Festival of Pentecost singing and praying, “Come, Holy Spirit.” Come, wind and fire. Come, awe. Come, dreams. Come, power. Come, Word and Voice. Come, comfort and challenge. Come, witness. Come, courage.
—Jonna Jensen, Associate Conference Minister