A poem for Pentecost

25 years ago I was born again into a tradition where speaking in other tongues was taught in a hyper-personal context. Reading Acts Chapter 2 again this year over Pentecost, I came to see a different picture – one that meets me in my current season and stage of life; that is, that the tongues were languages that were understood by every man (Acts 2:6). This solidarity, inclusion and empowerment of Holy Spirit to share access, wonder and mystery is simply beautiful.

1 Comment

  1. Ron Graves May 28, 2021 at 12:08 am

    l o v e
    this

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