PENTECOST
By Sister Zoe Ellen McClure
A sound came
Rushing, whistling,
Sonic booming
Then sudden stillness
Like a hurricane’s eye
They were in it!
And fire came alive
Overhead and brighting
Shining fearful consoling
They looked
They saw
Tongues of fire
Over one another
Is there one over me?
Then came power
And fearless energy
And boldness
The Greeks call parrhesia
It is boldness!
And they came alive
For ministry
To proclaim the Christ
To listeners
And the curious to
The ends of the earth
Boldly!
It didn’t end there
We know
The same fire
Anoints today and
All the yesterday’s
Since then.
They went out
From that fire touched place
And no longer feared
No longer cringed
No longer saw
What they might lose
Even life
Because they
Were on fire
To preach and be
The gospel
The word
The Christ
To all.
And today
We go out
To bring
The Christ
By love
