pentecostal
I'm lying on an ice pack early this morning, doing my back exercises and listening to Pray as You Go, a tool for meditation, with monastery bells, music, and a Bible reading. It warms up my cranky body--and cold morning soul. The reading today is from Acts 2--the story of Pentecost, which goes like this.
As Christians, we seem to have become obsessed with pointing out the perceived faults, failures and heresies in churches other than their own.
WHAT'S HAPPENING
WHAT'S HAPPENING
Growing up, the Holy Spirit felt like that distant cousin we saw only at family reunions. The one who had no boundaries, no respect for personal space. A crazy guy who made everyone laugh nervously as he threw Grandma in the swimming pool. The Holy Spirit always seemed scary, loud, and destructive.
That both the pope and a high-ranking Vatican official have condemned veneration of a folk saint who only became known to 99 percent of Mexicans in the past fifteen years is most extraordinary.
In meeting with a lightning-rod figure who has been embraced by two of the most conservative Republican candidates for president, Ted Cruz and Mike Huckabee, the Pope of Inclusiveness has alienated many who were just starting to feel more included in the Church.
As Jesus followers gathered on Pentecost Sunday, 50 days after the Sabbath following his crucifixion, they were startled by rushing winds and tongues of fire.
Everyone I know is sick of Kim Davis, the Kentucky county clerk, and so am I, but I want to share a couple of stories about her religion and Mr. Huckabee's, as well. He's Southern Baptist and she's Apostolic/Pentecostal which is more rigid in their edicts for women and their boisterous rituals.