REAL TIME WITH GOD
Acts 2:1-21, John 14:16-17, Romans 8:26-27
May 24, 2018… Pentecost Sunday
My wife is a Swiffer connoisseur. She will spend what seems like hours in WalMart poring over Swiffer cloths—deciding whether to purchase wet vs. dry, wide vs. narrow, lavender percale scented vs. lemon meringue scented.
One evening I’m hanging on for dear life to the shopping cart in absolute boredom while her intense perusing is going on. Time drags by so slowly!
Suddenly I see a pair of eyes peering around the corner of the end cap. It’s a small kid, and he’s eyeing my wife with great puzzlement. I hear him run back and whisper something to his mom. He drags her around the corner of the aisle. “I told you, Mom, it’s her! It’s Mrs. Burch, my teacher!”
Valerie looks up and greets Gabe. But poor Gabe is still looking befuddled. “Mrs. Burch, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at school?”
And I thought to myself, “Yep, kid, school would be a whole lot better place to live than the Swiffer aisle in the bowels of Walmart!”
Gabe could only conceive of one role for my wife—that of a teacher. And yet, she fulfills so many more.
And, for many of us, that is the same mistake when it comes to our conception of the Holy Spirit.