Cannonballs In The Deep-end For Pentecost

Pentecost by El Greco
Pentecost by El Greco (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I really wanted to do a nice post on Pentecost but I am struggling to write today. I was up all night with my youngest trying to cajole her to sleep. She isn’t sick or even a newborn, she is just my wild child and likes to stay up … all night long. Poor poor me. Last night, after about the third time waking up for her, I soon went from cajoling to bargaining. “I promise you can have a popsicle for breakfast. Yes, o.k. two popsicles and a sugar cane farm.” Then soon after that I started begging “Please baby you have to go to sleep, mommies’ tired! Please for God’s sake sleep!”  Then  I started demanding “You cannot talk, cry, or laugh!” “Can I breathe Mommy?” Then threatening, “If you don’t stop yelling I will never give you milk ever again!” Then I started speaking the only Spanish I know “Aye! Dios Mio! Porque? Porque?” as I crossed myself and quietly whimpered into my pillow.  Now, I am bone tired and she is running around like a little carburetor. How does that happen?

My Bone Tired Ode to Pentecost: I really feel The Holy Spirit had a large roll in making this blog a reality;  pushing me to spill my secrets to the world for God. So to honor Pentecost albeit imperfectly, I offer the verse below and a link for more info. I am surprised that Pentecost isn’t celebrated in a bigger and better way. Maybe it’s because The Spirit is “the soft whisper”. Still, next year (after the problem-child sleeps through the night) I’d like to do more. I plan to celebrate Pentecost by doing something special to honor The Spirit. These are a few of my ideas (Mass and prayer come standard): an international spicy food potluck, skydiving, cannonballs into the deep-end of a pool, a beach bonfire, birdwatching, Pentecost caroling, greeting everyone with “Peace be with you!”, and a much better post than this one. If you have any ideas, I’d love to hear them.

Reading 1, Acts 2:1-11

1 When Pentecost day came round, they had all met together,
2 when suddenly there came from heaven a sound as of a violent wind which filled the entire house in which they were sitting;
3 and there appeared to them tongues as of fire; these separated and came to rest on the head of each of them.
4 They were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak different languages as the Spirit gave them power to express themselves.
5 Now there were devout men living in Jerusalem from every nation under heaven,
6 and at this sound they all assembled, and each one was bewildered to hear these men speaking his own language.
7 They were amazed and astonished. ‘Surely,’ they said, ‘all these men speaking are Galileans?
8 How does it happen that each of us hears them in his own native language?
9 Parthians, Medes and Elamites; people from Mesopotamia, Judaea and Cappadocia, Pontus and Asia,
10 Phrygia and Pamphylia, Egypt and the parts of Libya round Cyrene; residents of Rome-
11 Jews and proselytes alike — Cretans and Arabs, we hear them preaching in our own language about the marvels of God.’
via Daily Readings for Sunday May 27, 2012 – Daily Readings – Bible – Catholic Online

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