"When the day of the Pentecost had come, the disciples were all together in one place, and suddenly from heaven there came a sound like the rush of a violent wind and it filed the entire house where they were sitting. Pentecost, it's a funny kind of holiday it isn't exactly a traditional family time for Christians as in, so where are you celebrating Pentecost this year? We don't gather in homes for big meals, we don't exchange presents, we don't get vacation days, and the post office isn't closed tomorrow in commemoration of Pentecost. You can make a case for setting off fireworks given the story but I don't think the congregation of Duke Chapel has any plans for that today, and what to cook. Did you inherit any treasured family recipes from your grandmothers for red Pentecost cupcakes or tongues of flamed barbeque sauce? I didn't and the magazines and grocery store is not exactly brimming with ideas."
" Show me Jesus more clearly than I have ever seen him. If that's what pentecost is, well that totally changes the whole picture for me. That means I am going to have to go home and rethink everything I thought I knew about God and the world and our place in it and everything else actually I am going to have to go back to square one and start over. Can the holy spirit do that, reshuffle the whole deck as far as life and faith are concerned? Is it allowed to do that? Because that's not why I came to church this morning, to be violently interruppted, even by grace. May be the church.-- Maybe the church is born again every time we gather together in one place to hear what we know, only to be addressed by what we never imagined and if that's true, (If that's true), then heck yeah Pentecost happens, you know it, go with the flow! You might as well, since it's going to interrupt you with the big huge noisy fuss anyway reconfigure all your boundaries, make you overflow your space, move over for street preachers and other galeleians might as well enjoy it , might as well go wild, pass the peace, AMEN."