The wind at our backs, we entered Jerusalem.
Only to watch him die on the cross.
It spiraled so quickly. Trial. Torture. Crucifixion. Death.
But on the third day the breath of God blew new life into our futures.
Forty days with the risen Jesus.
Before he ascended, Jesus reminded us that the Spirit will come.
It was on Pentecost.
It was on Pentecost when the wind, breathed into each and everyone of us.
Let us pray:
Sacred breath, move through this room. Unlock a song within your people. Breathe into us your hopes and dreams for a world filled with justice, love, and peace. Amen.
Tim is a runner, a hiker, a devoted husband, a father of two adult children, and their spouses, and a grandfather of four perfect children. A former early childhood educator, Tim is an ordained minister in the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ). He has served as pastor of both Disciples and United Church of Christ congregations. As we enter what we hope is the final phase of the pandemic, Tim is beginning a journey of rediscovering himself and discerning next steps. He writes from his home in Albany, Oregon and wherever the Spirit lures him.
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