One minute we were standing there frightened and confused.
Then there was Ruach - wind, breath, pushing through us
Changing the texture of our bodies;
And tongues of flame, light, enlightening
Changing the character of our spirit.
We should have been more worried
Earth, Wind and Fire - not a good combination
Lethal you might say
And yet, somehow we were lifted out of fear
We were transformed
We could put words together, reveal what we had discovered,
What we had been shown
We could pass on the Gospel, The Good News:
Your Life is in the hands of One Who Cares
Your Spirit is Eternal
You are Saved
Whoever you are, whatever you have done
You are Loved and Trusted
And so you can Love and Trust.
Swept up by the convection of conviction
We too could transform lives
Even unto our own martyrdom.
Our lives are already combustible, golden, glowing
We know the path we are set on
We know our destiny
The birth of the Christian Church is in our hands…