This Sunday’s readings celebrate the outpouring of the Holy Spirit on the whole Church and on each of its members. We hear how the formerly wounded and frightened apostles are touched by a mighty wind and tongues of fire that fill them with the Spirit. They immediately leave the room where they waited and boldly go out to share what God had revealed to them with Jews from every nation. Language barriers and divisions are shattered by the Holy Spirit who brings them together.
Like the apostles, we all have wounds and fears that can keep our hearts barricaded and our voices silent until we too are touched by the Holy Spirit. At a recent Notre Dame gathering Sr. Mary Kay reminded us, though, that the Holy Spirit didn’t call Elijah out of his cave into service with a mighty wind but rather with a gentle whisper. We were challenged to identify our gentle whisper and where it calls us.
Mine came just days ago in a very simple way. I have an 11 year old grandson on the autism spectrum who spends an overnight with my husband and me every weekend. I was wallowing in hurt from what seemed like the abandonment of a soul friend when this beloved child propped himself on my lap and began sharing a computer game he was playing with me. My hurt was replaced with love, joy and peace, fruits of the Spirit. I knew my call was to consciously nurture the confidence and joy of this special child.
In the second reading St. Paul tells us that “to each individual the manifestation of the Spirit is given for some benefit.” What does the Holy Spirit need to heal in you? How are you called to share the gifts of the Spirit’s love with others?
“Come, Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of your faithful and kindle in then the fire of your love.”