In the native language of each ......

In the 10am service yesterday, Em focussed on the way the disciples were understood by all those around them, all those who spoke different languages. Traditionally, all were using the same language and understanding each other until, as a result of their arrogance in building the Tower of Babel, the Lord confused the languages of all the earth.

So, what miracle was it on the Day of Pentecost when, in addition to the ‘rushing, mighty wind’ within the house and the sight of the ‘tongues of fire’ the disciples suddenly had the ability to communicate and be understood by their listeners – whatever language they spoke?

God certainly works in mysterious ways …

But let us not forget that, important as words are, important as our language is to us, there are other ways of understanding each other,  from the gentle holding of hands to shared laughter; from the tap on the shoulder to an expression of surprise or disapproval. I also recall my father giving talks on ‘Music, the universal language’. Surely we can all acknowledge the powers of music, as well as touch, even enthusiasm to bring together diverse peoples.

At Pentecost, the disciples received the power of the Holy Spirit, necessary for them to continue the work of Jesus Christ on earth. As Dr Gervase Vernon writes in Friday’s Church Times:

‘Until we have learned the language {of those to whom we are sent} what we have learned about God cannot be communicated.’

'We pray your spirit come, on earth as in heaven, that we might be bold to speak and pray. Help us to share your love with others. Enable us to teach your word. Amen