Here we are at the beginning of a great festival Sunday, second only to Easter.
Will we hear about great rushing wind today? Will we think about flames that appear on people's heads? And what about all those languages?
I feel tired at the thought of it all. I yearn for transformation, but on my own terms.
We all make this mistake: wanting to harness the Holy Spirit for our own purposes.
But over and over again God reminds us that the tissue thin parts of our lives are where transformation often happens.
Pentecost promises daring visions; we don’t have to know how we’re going to accomplish them. God will take care of that.
but bestows favor on the humble
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