And how is it that we hear, each of us,
in our own native language?
—Acts 2.8
I crave chocolate, but that doesn’t matter.
Years ago my wife craved carrots.
She ate so many her skin turned orange.
We found out it was because her body
really craved beta carotene
because she had cancer. (She lived.)
Sometimes we hear what we want to hear,
and un-hear or mis-hear the rest.
But maybe on Pentecost they heard
because it was something they knew they needed,
something their soul, not just their ego, craved.
Not just a treat, but life.
Sometimes we crave chocolate from God,
hoping to hear what we want.
But deeper, trickier, more silent,
sometimes even more foreign sounding,
is the real Word that we crave.
Your deepest craving is probably true.
Imagine that we are given
not just what people think they want,
but what their souls most deeply crave,
and we are give the power to share it,
so they hear, in their own language,
the grace of God.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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