This week I’m at a the Forum for Theological Exploration‘s Christian Leadership Forum, and I’m part of the team preparing the Fourm’s times of worship. Because Pentecost is this coming Sunday, our team decided to focus on the coming of the Holy Spirit and the sometimes difficult waiting we do in anticipation of that arrival. We read this litany at our opening worship this morning, and it was my hope in writing it that it would prepare our hearts for the often surprising activity of the Spirit.
When they were all together in one place, God of the unexpected, your people had no way of knowing what would happen next.
We have come together to be shaken out of our complacency.
When they were all together in one place, unimaginable God, you met your disciples there, right where they had gathered.
We have come together with empty hands and tired hearts, knowing that our desire to be present is enough.
When they were all together in one place, untamable God, you breathed into their beings a holy disorder, a sacred cacophony, a resurrected life that baffles, confuses, and invites us into new ways of knowing and being.
We have come together as people still learning how to let go of our plans and expectations to make way for your wild grace.
But God, we so often forget that the miracle of Pentecost came fifty days after the miracle of Easter. There were fifty days between an encounter with the empty tomb and the formation of a Spirit-filled community. We are impatient people, and we fill the quite spaces of our lives with attempts to capture you in words, in numbers, in progress reports and projected outcomes.
Give us humble spirits and fresh eyes to pay attention to your surprising acts of justice and mercy.
God, when we seek the presence of your Holy Spirit, you call us to gather together from our places of difference and listen—to you, to each other, to the longings you stir in us.
We have come together to wait.
Come Holy Spirit.