I recall hearing in a chapel one day a slightly nasal, reedy organ stop, the kind of sound that intrigues the ear. The tonal quality was so rich and distinctive that I felt if I reached out, I would touch the sound with my hands, as if it were a substance suffusing the air. I saw others around me perk up their ears. This was a far different experience from each of us listening to our tunes on an iPod. Listening intensely as one body to the music, we became like those who gathered at the first Pentecost, a congregation bound together in mutual understanding by the power of the Spirit (Wonder Reborn, 86).
We gather in the power of the Spirit this pentecost morning at The Table for Confirmation. Join us!
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