Pentecost,
Ps. 104.24-34, Acts 2. 1-21, Rom.8.22-27, John 15.26-27;
16.46ff.
In a dirt-floor, back alley church,
8 year old Bobby and his six year old brother Henock where made to kneel before
a pastor - Looming over the boys, the
Rev. Moise Tshombe went into a trance during which he claimed the Holy Spirit
took over and the voice of God spoke through him. “I see that witchcraft is in
these two.” Tshombe… said.
The two young boys were the latest
victims in an epidemic of accusations of child witchcraft that is happening
in the Democratic Republic of Congo.
This bit of news according to an
ABC news clip I happened to see last week.
As the Scriptures attest well that
the Holy Spirit is not the only spirit –
When I was pastor developer in S.
C. our first meeting room was a bar on the ground floor of the Litchfield Inn
that was not in use on Sunday’s it was
named Big Daddy’s Bottom… try telling that to people who asked where your
church is holding services.
Big Daddy’s bottom was not the
ideal place since it usually reeked with left over beverages from the night
before and one wall was plate glass window facing the beach and the ocean… I
have competed with many a distraction during preaching, but a string bikini is
beyond anything that even my sermons can top…
So, in a few short months we
graduated to an upstairs conference room that was called – are you ready? The
Spirit Room… I’m not kidding!
I later found out that it was so
named by a group of Jesuits retreatants who where the first to use the room…
Pentecost is not only a reminder
that it is about God’s timing and not ours but that when it comes to God don’t
play with fire if you don’t want to get burned.
Pentecost is actually my favorite,
because it is God in the here in now. And because, of the mischievous kid in
me, unlike Christmas and even Easter to some degree,
has not been commercialized… when was the last
time you saw a “two for one sale” on a
Pentecost Special at Wall Mart?
If we were to go down to the
Boardwalk in Sea Isle or anywhere else on the whole east coast – unless we
happened to run into a catholic or Lutheran –
I’d be willing to bet that a random
survey would tell us that 98% of those asked what is special about today could
tell you that it is Pentecost.
It was day of the first harvest –
50 days after Passover for the Jewish community in Jesus day.
In other words it was a day to
begin paying up on your annual pledge and what better way to do that than come
to the big city, visit the temple and do a little shopping and sight seeing all
at the same time..
The disciples had been hanging out
too, maybe hiding out would be a better way of putting it.
As Luke reports it, first it
sounded like Gk. Word translated sound
is ecos .. like a echo reverberating throughout.. The breath of God blew has it
had over the chaos of the waters in Genesis at creation.. As it has blown when
the angel Gabriel’s wings touched Mary as she was told of an unplanned
pregnancy, and as it blew in the dark of
night when Nicodemus ask Jesus how a
grown man could enter for a second time into his mother’s womb to be born
again..
And Jesus told him it is like the
wind you hear it and you don’t know from where it is coming or where it is
going... so it is with everyone of the Spirit.
So it happen at Pentecost, it was the wind a
violent wind which blew out the windows and billowed the curtains like
parachutes... and if that wasn’t enough, it was wind that blew on the embers of
the hearts of the huddled masses and ignited a fire that has swept out into the
world and has not stopped burning to this day!
That is what happens when
God-Yahweh’s speaks the creative word... and I’d bet God felt the same joy on
that day as the day He said let there be light and suddenly the moon and sun
and stars and this little ball of blue we call terra firma our earth, was born!
But that wasn’t all – He said let there be plants, fish and animals and
let there be humankind that feel and live and love and know me as the Wind, the
Ruach of Life...
And then there came the wind of the
Exodus that gave His children a land bridge to freedom. How about the wind of a
And the breath of God was hushed, hushed,
until the dawn of a New Day that we called Easter and with Mary Magdalene and
Peter and all the witnesses of the resurrection, with earth and sea and all
their creatures and with angels and archangels, cherubim and seraphim… we
praise His name and join their unending hymn… so on this day God Yahweh created
a spirit filled people to go and light the Pentecost fire throughout the world…
from Jerusalem to the ends of the earth and that is where our story gets
personal…
When you called me to be your
pastor only two short years ago... You were a band of dispirited few...
But not entirely beaten – you are certainly
not quitters. And like that first Pentecost the Spirit of God moved among us
and here we are, we too come from many places and in our hearts there too is
the Pentecost fire that has added to our numbers..
Read Names:
When it was all over there where
some who couldn’t put it into any frame of reference except a Saturday Night
Party at Big Daddy’s Bottom but Peter reminded them that it was only
Peter being Peter saw it as a CARPE
DIEM moment... the man who wanted to walk on water and didn’t quiet make it
stepped up to the plate and preached his first sermon!
Quoting form the parts of the Jewish
Tanaka that we call our OT he read from Joel 2.28-32,
I will pour out my Spirit upon all
flesh, and your sons and daughters shall prophecy... young men, old men, slaves,
women and on and on Peter recounts the Salvation History begining with their
great King David who’s blood line would give
birth to the Messiah.
This
Jesus whom God raised up and of that all of us are witnesses. Being therefore
exalted at the right hand of God, and having received from the Father the
promise of the Holy Spirit, he has poured out this that you both see and hear.
32-33.