There is a subtle danger in a faith that becomes too safe. We settle for a comfortable spiritual routine, missing the invitation of Pentecost—a moment when heaven breaks in, not with mere signs, but with a fresh, soul-awakening awe.
On that Pentecost morning, “suddenly, there was a sound from heaven like the roaring of a mighty windstorm… Then, what looked like flames or tongues of fire appeared and settled on each of them. And everyone present was filled with the Holy Spirit…” (Acts 2:2–4, NLT). The breath of God, the purifying fire, the harmony of many languages—all reveal that God’s presence isn’t just to be studied or discussed, but experienced.
The first response of the crowd wasn’t certainty, but amazement and wonder.
“Amazed and perplexed, they asked each other, ‘What can this mean?’” (Acts 2:12, NLT).
True encounters with God move us beyond information to transformation. Even as we work, serve, or study, we risk missing the beauty right in front of us—like a gardener who forgets to enjoy his roses.
Pentecost calls us to sit still and let God’s presence disrupt our routines, to let awe return to our faith. Every sign and wonder points us to Jesus—God with us, for us, and now in us.
“The world will never lack for wonders, only for wonder.” (G.K. Chesterton)
Prayer:
Holy Spirit, interrupt my comfort and return to me the awe of God. Let me encounter You in new ways and live with a renewed sense of wonder and worship. Amen.
