This past Sunday was Pentecost, when we celebrate the fire, the wind, the breath of God. promised bby Jesus, coming into the world and forming the first disciples into an Evangelism Machine! They spoke so that all could understand. And the church began and spread throughout the world.
As the church, we are to show God's love to all God's people, the world and creatures God made. We have experienced some awful events in these last years. Since I was ordained to ministry in 1995, we've experieenced some awful things, beginning with Columbine. This past weekend, Goerge Floyd joined the hundreds, thousands, who have died unjustly, his life's breath taken from him by another child of God. Why, O God? How long will we continue to hurt one another?
We must stand together to resist evil in this world, and seek to understand one another, building on our gifts and celebrating our diversity instead of using them as clubs to hurt each other. Does it make any sense?
God's breath, the precious life we are given by our Creator is no one's to take, but rather given to each of us as gift, to care for, gently, lovingly, to join with the rest of the gifts God has given us, to unite our breath into words of love, reaching out to all the world, joining hands as siblings, using one another's gifts as the building blocks of a world that works togeether to help and to care for all, especially those with the most need, the most vulnerable, until all can breathe freely.
I'm a wife, mom, pastor, human...probably not in that order. I struggle each day to be faithful to God, to my family and to my call as a Christian and all of those previously-mentioned roles. I pray to be positive, kind and thoughtful, but tend to fall short on all counts. I am inspired by sunrises and enjoy taking pictures (mostly my kids, deer in the yard and sunrises). I waste time playing stupid computer games and wishing I'd been better at all of the aforementioned roles. ;-)