This Sunday At Peace
Scripture: Acts 2:1-21
We celebrate Pentecost this Sunday—aka the birthday of the church nearly 2000 years ago.
That would be a lot of candles to try to fit on a cake.
A giant chocolate cake that's a forest of sparkler candles is a fun thing to imagine—and I'm not saying we should take it off the table as something to try at some point—but it's also, blessedly, not that kinda birthday.
The story in Acts lights our way: on this marked day, these folks were living a whole new creation.
And that's the tradition we enter. This year, and every year we get to wake to the sun rising on Pentecost morning, we celebrate the birthday of the church as waking to a whole new creation.
And then we have the privilege of finding the breath of God (spinning the pinwheels, whispering in the trees, kissing our skin) and deciding what to do with it.
Peace to you,
Paula