Pentecost 1

Like the unpredictable weather
the Spirit spills onto the people
and they have voices to praise God
and are made one.

We are coming up on Pentecost Sunday. I wrote this Haiku about Pentecost starting with the Genesis Tower of Babel where the people were scattered with different languages and then where they all came together in one language.

Hands build tower to God
Scattered no words can be shared
God can not be reached

God listening still close
Gathered God comes down in Spirit form
Words spoken understood

God abides
Bobbie Giltz McGarey
@2010