I Was There at Pentecost

from The joyful Heart newsletter (see link)


by Dr. Ralph F. Wilson


I was 19 or so, up to Jerusalem from Galilee for Passover. Just a kid. It was the year they crucified Jesus, a fellow Galilean. I was stunned, heartbroken. After his death I just didn’t go home. I hung around with some of his followers, in hiding actually. And then on Sunday, word came that he had risen from the dead. And so I stayed in the city.Ah, Pentecost. People ask me about it every once in a while. I remember it as through it were yesterday — though it’s been twenty years or more since then. History was being made, the end of an old era, the beginning of the new — and I was there.

Those were heady days, with Jesus appearing to the apostles and others for weeks on end. Then he ascended, went up into heaven. We were to wait in the city, the apostles told us. Something about power and witnessing and the Holy Spirit. So we waited — about 120 of us — meeting morning and evening, talking, reading scripture, praying. Nearly ten days we waited like that.

Then one morning when we had gathered together for early prayer — about 8 o’clock or so — the building where we were meeting was hit by a whirlwind — or so it seemed. You could hear the howling of the wind but couldn’t feel it in the room.

“O dear Jesus,” someone called out. And then came the flames — dancing flames appeared in the room above us.

“God Almighty,” another person shouted. Peter was praying loudly, other apostles joining in. It was eerie, when I think about it. Wind that didn’t blow, flames that didn’t burn — like the glory of God on the mountain when he appeared to Moses.

All over the room flames were licking, flaring over people. And as they did it seemed like the brother or the sister would explode. Joy would flood their faces, tears course down their cheeks, praise fill their lips. Hands were up and down. People were laughing and weeping, kneeling and standing on tiptoes reaching up, as it were, to God.

And then the flames touched me and I felt it too. I really can’t describe it except that I felt flooded over by God. Happy, giddy even. Bursting with joy. Full!

The sounds were amazing, too. Moments before, the air had been filled with the sound of a windstorm. Now the room was full of the murmurs of voices — some loud, some soft, all intense.

But it wasn’t Greek or Aramaic. It seemed like different languages coming out of our lips — powerfully, joyfully — but different. We were pouring out into the square now, attracting attention. Since Pentecost was a major Jewish feast day, there were tens of thousands of pilgrims in the city from all over the world.

I didn’t know what I was saying, but it felt good to lend my voice to God and just speak out to express the fullness and joy I felt within. As I was speaking in my own little world, people began to gather round to listen. A couple of families came by. Then some of them ran off to get others and soon there were hundreds of people gathered in groups around me and the others. Finally, I seemed to run out of words and just stood there with joy on my face.

Someone called to me in a language I didn’t know.

“What?” I answered in Greek — everybody knew some Greek.

“Don’t stop!” he said.

“Don’t stop what?”

“Don’t stop saying the beautiful things you are saying about God’s greatness. I’ve never heard anything like it in Cappadocian.”


“Yes, aren’t you from Cappadocia like the rest of us here?” He pointed to those who had gathered around. I shook my head. “It’s like you’re saying the Psalms, but in our own language — so beautiful in our mother tongue! How do you know our language?”

I was about to answer, but someone across the square was shouting that we must be drunk. Peter was trying to deal with it. He climbed up on the steps of one of the houses and gestured for people to be quiet.

Peter raised his hand. “We’re not drunk, brothers and sisters. It’s only nine o’clock in the morning. But what you’re witnessing is a fulfillment of Joel’s prophecy that your sons and your daughters will prophecy. God’s Holy Spirit has come upon us just like Jesus told us he would.

Peter said a lot more that I can’t remember, but the crowd was hanging on every word. And he didn’t go easy on them. “This Jesus whom you crucified,” he said, “God has raised from the dead and exalted on high.”

You could hear an audible gasp. Conviction was all over the square. Someone called out, “What should we do?”

Without missing a beat, Peter answered, “Repent and be baptized every one of you for the forgiveness of your sins and you’ll receive the Holy Spirit, for the promise is to you, and to your children, and to all who are afar off, everyone whom the Lord our God calls.”

“Where?” someone called. “Where can we be baptized?”

“Bethesda,” another shouted. “There’s water at the Pool of Bethesda.” So the crowd started moving in that direction. Across town, through the narrow streets pushed this strangely quiet crowd of thousands. Down the grade, down the steps until they came to the waters of the pool. They stood at the edges, five to ten deep all around.

Peter was there by now and called for the apostles to join him in the water. Not enough. Then he motioned for me and other disciples to help. It was still. All you could hear was weeping from some, deep sighs from others.

Peter looked out at the multitude assembled around the pool and spoke quietly. “This is a baptism of repentance in the name of Jesus the Nazarene, whom God raised from the dead and exalted to the highest place. When you are baptized I want to assure you that you are both forgiven and loved by God. And you will receive the same gift of the Holy Spirit that you have seen upon us this day.”

He invited people to come into the pool and they came by the scores. We would baptize them and they would come up sputtering — and laughing and singing. All over the Pool of Bethesda that day we saw thousands — someone counted three thousand people — praising God and worshipping. I don’t know if they were speaking in tongues or not. All I know was that on that day, in that place, it seemed like the languages of all nations were turned toward God on High who had brought salvation and the joy of his Holy Spirit upon ordinary people who sought him — from Jerusalem to Cappadocia and beyond.

Pentecost. Ah, Pentecost. That was the day that God began to pour out his Holy Spirit and he’s never ever stopped since. Over the years I’ve seen the Spirit come in many ways — sometimes like that day, sometimes quietly, sometimes in jubilation. But it’s the presence of the Spirit, the Spirit of God, that matters, not our emotions or the circumstances.

Pentecost? Yes, I was there, and have never been the same since. You have seen a Pentecost haven’t you? Haven’t you?

This is, of course, a fictional account of the Day of Pentecost based on Acts 1-2. What it was like exactly, we don’t know, but to one man it could have seemed like this.

As a Conservative, Evangelical Republican, Why Climate Change Can’t be True (Even Though It Is)

from The Steward’s Journey


The Most Common Word For Prayer in the New Testament

from Renner

Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all saints.
— Ephesians 6:18

The most common Greek word translated “prayer” in the New Testament is the word proseuche. This particular word and its various forms is used approximately 127 times in the New Testament. It is the word that Paul uses in Ephesians 6:18, when he says, “Praying always with all prayer.…” The word “prayer” in this verse is a translation of the word proseuche. Today I would like to tell you about this word and what it means for you and me.

Read more: http://www.renner.org/prayer/the-most-common-word-for-prayer-in-the-new-testament/

Saturate Being Disciples of Jesus in the Everyday Stuff of Life

from Servants of Grace

The past ten years has seen the rise of a massive amount of conversation about the gospel in books, at conferences, in articles, and in sermons. This trend towards focusing on the gospel is a good trend in the church. For far too long, we’ve been driven by a pragmatic approach to ministry that saps the strength of men and women in our churches and their ability to lead their families in a manner worthy of the gospel. Writing out of deep experience and practice in the white-hot fields of gospel ministry, Pastor Jeff Vanderstelt wrote Saturate Being Disciples of Jesus in the Everyday Stuff of Life to share not only his heart and story but also about the multi-faceted ministry of discipleship that Christians have been invited to and the how the Church can make disciples of Christ that make, mature, and multiply to the glory of Christ.

Read on: http://servantsofgrace.org/saturate-being-disciples-of-jesus-in-the-everyday-stuff-of-life/

The Evidence Of Good Fruit – podcast

from Stand Up for the Truth

As Christians, are we proud, or self reliant?  Is this the evidence of our fruit?

If we trust in ourselves, there is little room for trusting God and being humble.

Joining us for today’s discussion is our friend Dave Wager. Dave is president of Silver Birch Ranch and Nicolet Bible Institute in northern Wisconsin. Dave is also co-hosts a radio program on our station designed to help young people understand the Truth of God’s Word. Check out HopeNet Radio Sunday evenings from 7 – 9 and have your teens tune in!

Listen at: http://standupforthetruth.com/2015/05/the-evidence-of-good-fruit/

Seven Sources of Joy

John Piper

In all our affliction, I am overflowing with joy. (2 Corinthians 7:4)

What is extraordinary about Paul is how unbelievably durable his joy was when things weren’t going well.

Where did this come from?

First of all it was taught by Jesus: “Blessed are you when men hate you . . . Be glad in that day, and leap for joy, for behold, your reward is great in heaven” (Luke 6:22–23). Troubles for Jesus compound your interest in heaven — which last a lot longer than earth.

Second, it comes from the Holy Spirit, not our own efforts or imagination or family upbringing. “The fruit of the Spirit is . . . joy” (Galatians 5:22). “You received the word in much tribulation withthe joy of the Holy Spirit” (1Thessalonians 1:6).

Third, it comes from belonging to the kingdom of God. “The kingdom of God is not eating and drinking, but righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit” (Romans 14:17).

Fourth, it comes through faith, that is, from believing God. “Now may the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing” (Romans 15:13). “I know that I shall remain and continue with you all for your progress and joy of faith” (Philippians 1:25).

Fifth, it comes from seeing and knowing Jesus as Lord. “Rejoice in the Lord always” (Philippians 4:4).

Sixth, it comes from fellow believers who work hard to help us focus on these sources of joy, rather than deceitful circumstances. “We are workers with you for your joy” (2 Corinthians 1:24).

Seventh, it comes from the sanctifying effects of tribulations. “We also exult in our tribulations,knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance; and perseverance, proven character; and proven character, hope” (Romans 5:3–4).

If we are not yet like Paul, he calls us to be. “Be imitators of me as I am of Christ” (1 Corinthians 11:1). And for most of us this is a call to earnest prayer. It is a supernatural life.

Women Preaching: A Grateful Response to Tom Schreiner

The debate continues at: http://thinktheology.co.uk/blog/article/women_preaching_a_grateful_response_to_tom_schreiner


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