From four winds blowing
Violent, rushing, breathing
Sighs too deep for words
Like the need for wind to clear up smoggy, stifling days, we long for Spirit-wind to blow life into valleys of death.
We hear the invitation to stop and take a breath, to breathe in the Spirit-breath that settles anxiety, sleeplessness and pain and restores life.
In the darkest places, we catch the echo of Spirit-sigh, the whisper of peace and hope.
Pentecost: a celebration of Spirit-work, Spirit-life, Spirit-love