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Tag Archives: Pentecost
Slab-flat vowels like a block of dough slapped down on the kneading board; sibilant aromas of spice and fruit from afar off mingle with crisp consonants. Syllables roll like oranges through the early morning marketplace; polyphonic strangers drawn by the … Continue reading
Acts 11: 12 “The Spirit told me to go with them and not to make a distinction between them and us.” – Peter has a vision of eating foreign food, and is called thereby to recognise the grace of God … Continue reading
What happens [asks the poet] to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore – And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over – … Continue reading
What if the sound of a rushing wind blows you out of the water, running back to that place you last called home, fallen now, weeping again by the roadside? What if the very thought of tongues of flame raises … Continue reading
The leaders in Jerusalem, religious and secular, were anticipating with no small degree of anxiety next weekend’s Festival of Weeks, or Pentecost, so called because it fell fifty (pente) days after Passover; a full week of weeks since death was … Continue reading
I try to imagine the sound. They say a tornado sounds like a freight train; what would the apostles say? We each tell only of what we know. Was it the bluster of flapping canvas familiar from their days at … Continue reading
It was Pentecost. The disciples were gathered all together in one place. And the Holy Spirit came among them like a rush of wind, like the breath of god, the sound of a mighty exhalation, god whispering in what might … Continue reading
Apostles on fire, unconsumed; baring their souls before holy ground.