READ : Acts 2:14-21
. . . blood, and fire, and vapor of smoke. (v. 19)
This morning I went to a coffee shop and ordered a coffee and a bagel with cream cheese. I sat down among a crowd of people who were doing likewise, eating and drinking, reading the newspaper, sharing stories about their lives.
The description of life that Peter recites in his Pentecost sermon, taken from the prophet Joel, seems distant from my daily routine of working, driving, tending to my home, raising my family. I seldom wake up and wonder if maybe today the sun will turn to darkness and the moon to blood.
Sometimes we dream of a world of such spiritual upheaval. People dedicating themselves to Christ by the thousands. Hearts stirred to repentance. Communities committing themselves to breaking bread together and sharing their possessions. Yet this can feel as remote from everyday life as “young men seeing visions and old men dreaming dreams.”
But if we have eyes for it, we can see hints of a Spirit-filled life. The old man at the table nearby talks about his prayer for his children. The father and his young daughter play gently in a booth. The moon may not turn to blood today, but the same Spirit who came on Pentecost is still working in the world.
In faith we call on the name of Jesus Christ for salvation.