Lord,
Those tongues of fire,
descending on Jesus’ disciples,
did not singe or scorch or burn
but rather, anointed your chosen
to be faithful to you
and to your gospel…
In the same way, Lord,
infuse me, send your Spirit upon me,
and bless, anoint, charge me
to be faithful to you and to your gospel…
And because of my weaknesses, Lord,
let this same Spirit heal and strengthen me,
inspire and counsel me
with the courage and wisdom I need
to be faithful to you and to your gospel…
Come, Holy Spirit of Jesus risen,
and fill my heart
with the fire of your presence…
Lord, send forth your Holy Spirit
to heal and recreate me
that I might be faithful to you and your gospel…
Send forth your Spirit, Lord,
and you shall renew the face of the earth…
Amen.
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When the day of Pentecost came, they were all together in one place. Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. They saw what seemed to be tongues of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled them.
I appreciate the simplicity and yet power of the image of the Holy Spirit’s descent.
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