Yesterday was Pentecost Sunday where the Christian denominations celebrate the coming of the Holy Spirit to the disciples as detailed in the Book of Acts, chapter 2. Matthias had replaced Judas and we read that all the disciples were together in one place where they experienced a violent wind and saw tongues of fire while they were filled with the Holy Spirit.
The structure of the liturgical year reminds us of significant happenings in the life of Christ so that we re-live the theological rhythm each year. In some seasons like Advent and Lent we are encouraged to “wait” for the eventual big event. Although patience is rewarded, I wonder if that causes us to be too hesitant in becoming a disciple of Christ. It isn’t a one-time event, but a constant day-to-day experience as we learn more about how Jesus lived his life and consequently the nature of God.
What if we approached each day as a new way to experience Pentecost?
If we live in the present and are constantly looking for God, we may start seeing him everywhere: in the eyes of a friend, the blossoming of a flower, or a piece of art or book that speaks to us in a new way. We don’t have to wait for a howling wind or the ravages of fire.
Celebrating milestones and big events are joyous occasions. But let’s not overlook the day to day that brings us closer to God.
Blessings, my friend,
Agatha