>Wonder and light


It’s the Feast of Pentecost!
Mexican Icon of Pentecost.

I think this is some cool feast. This is the day the apostles experienced the fire of the Holy Spirit in a great rush of wind and light. With a mind blowing arrival of Grace Himself, they could stop grieving in the upper room, hiding in uncertainty and worry and fear. It had been a wild ride for seven weeks, Christ was crucified, rose, appeared, cooked them fish, noshed with them, instructed them, chided them, comforted them, hung out..and then left. He promised to go prepare a better place for them and to send a Comforter and Counselor.

How confusing! So they huddled together, to wait, to pray. Were they confused about just what that meant…a comforter? Waiting is extra hard when you don’t know exactly what you’re waiting for…think any of those in that room maybe had control issues? Ok, well, I like to think so…(no, I’m not projecting, whatever do you mean?? Ahem.) I love imagining the scene of it, the rush of wind, the light, the understanding, the terror, the amazement, the joy. Were they knocked down, covering their heads and eyes in shock and maybe some primal fear? Ecstatic with, finally, full understanding, crying and laughing with joy? Wide eyed, holding on to each other?
I don’t know, but you gotta admit, it’s a great visual, very Cecil B. DeMille, don’t ya think?
I love Pentecost.
To think that the Holy Spirit, that ineffable Grace, is there for the asking, or begging and pleading (ok, me again). And what amazes me, every time, is that it really IS!
That just blows me away.

Sometimes things are hard. Sometimes things are utterly confusing or just deep down scary. Thankfully, enough, not too often. But. When I get to the point of being unable to even construct proper sentences and word phrasings, when my prayers of deep fear and worry are the most primal and I’ve lost proper adult speech patterns but still have the deep need urge push compulsion to pray – somehow ….I know that I am still heard. I know, that God knows my deepest longing and fear and can move past my babbling blathering gabble and the Holy Spirit can intercede on my behalf in prayer.

And He does.
That’s pure gift.
That’s Grace: the Holy Spirit, Comfort, Counsel.
And, why, yes, in the past six weeks I’ve been relying on that Grace a fair lot.
And for that I am grateful.
And that is joy, the deepest most wondrous kind.
To borrow a word from a dear blog friend, it’s wonderment.

That sums it up for me: Pentecost is Wonderment.

So today I like to think of that wonderment of the apostles at Pentecost. I love a feast day. I imagine the apostles were filled with sheer wonderment, and in that amazing ecstatic electric event, they were then sent out to face the world….but not alone.
In my self absorbed microcosm of life here, I’m not thinking anyone is gonna be able to see any flames above my head {unless it’s my temper having gotten the best of me, again}. But for me the Holy Spirit is such a gift and I am so grateful for being able to call on that Grace when I need it {And to rely on it in my typically thoughtless way for the rest of the the time}. I don’t know what I’d do without it. And really, who wants to face life alone anyhow???
So, here is the prayer of the day, for me:

Come Holy Spirit

Come Holy Spirit, and fill the hearts of your faithful,
and kindle in them the fire of Your Divine Love.
Send forth Your Spirit and they shall be created,
and You shall renew the face of the earth.
Oh God,
Who by the light of the Holy Spirit instructed the hearts of the faithful,
Grant, that by the same Spirit we may be truly wise and ever rejoice in His consolation.
We ask this through Christ Our Lord.

4 thoughts on “>Wonder and light

  1. >Thanks for sharing this! I really liked your reflection!Praise God for sending us the Counselor and Comforter to indwell us and guide us in this life!May He grant you His comfort as you wait on Him.

  2. >Loved this post so much. This was the prayer we used at a youth retreat before every speaker took the podium. It was alway so powerful to me, but I never thought to ask about its origin. When I read it tonite, all the words came right back. I’ve thought about you guys a lot and wondered if you’d made any further progress with Marta. Still expecting great news soon.

  3. >Oh, what a gift we have in the Holy Spirit. We can’t even get close to understanding what it really all means, but I know the Spirit is giving us what we need as he keeps leading us down the path God has put us on.Oh, I was just gazing at the pictures of our two girls together. During your wait, I hope our little one gets lots of snuggle time with her. They do look darling together.


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