The weather today has beet very odd. Patches of sun and blue sky in between the constant hail and snow. It’s been chilly!
Pentecost. Had a combined service this morning that (I thought) completely missed the mark. Maybe I just wasn’t in the right space. I expect at least some ministry/focus on the outpouring of the Holy Spirit/explaination of what pentecost means.
Did I mention it was cold today?
Didn’t have a “service” tonight but had a great gathering. Felt like church, and felt like pentecost too. Isle played and sang three songs on the piano. I could listen to him for hours. (I did this afternoon). Jasmine played a song she had recorded earlier (she sounds stunning), Alana read a fantastic story (I love you to the moon and back) and Jemma was talked into playing a wee Coldplay number (accompanied by some fine dance). We have such a talented a creative crew.
I bumbled through talking a bit about the Holy Spirit, read the Acts 2 Pentecost passage and we waited. No fireworks. No visible tongues of fire. But a lovely moment.
In bed now. It’s warmer and comfy.