
Acts 1: 6 ”So when they came together, they asked Him, “Lord, will You at this time restore the kingdom to Israel?”7 Jesus replied, “It is not for you to know times or seasons that the Father has fixed by His own authority. 8 But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes upon you, and you will be My witnesses in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth.”
Acts 2:1 “When the day of Pentecost had fully come, they were all together in one place. 2 Suddenly a sound like a mighty rushing wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting. 3 They saw tongues like flames of fire that separated and came to rest on each of them. 4 And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled them.
5 Now there were dwelling in Jerusalem God-fearing Jews from every nation under heaven. 6 And when this sound rang out, a crowd came together in bewilderment, because each one heard them speaking his own language.
7 Astounded and amazed, they asked, “Are not all these men who are speaking Galileans? 8 How is it then that each of us hears them in his own native language? 9 Parthians, Medes, and Elamites; residents of Mesopotamia, Judea and Cappadocia, Pontus and Asia, 10 Phrygia and Pamphylia, Egypt and the parts of Libya near Cyrene; visitors from Rome, 11 both Jews and converts to Judaism; Cretans and Arabs—we hear them declaring the wonders of God in our own tongues!”
THE VIEW FROM THE STREET: Everybody knew those crazy Galileans! They kept meeting in that upper room and praying, and then they would go to the temple regularly as well. Nobody knew what had happened to their leader. Somebody told some wild story about the guy rising from the dead and hanging around for forty days and then just floating up into heaven. But hey! Who could believe that kind of stuff? And now it was 9 AM on the morning of the Feast of Pentecost. The Galileans were up in their prayer chamber again, but suddenly Jerusalem was assaulted by high winds. And then those on the street could see blazing fires hovering over the heads of all of the Galileans. But that wasn’t the weirdest part! What was really weird was that all of a sudden, these men who had never spoken any languages apart from their own were crying out in fifty different dialects…and speaking them perfectly! And every word they uttered was in praise of God. No wonder that some of the on – lookers wanted to assume that these men were drunk! But alcohol generally makes you dumber, not smarter. What was going on?
THE VIEW FROM THE UPPER ROOM: When Jesus gave us that promise, just before he ascended into heaven, we were all really excited! But now it had been forty days and nothing was happening! Frankly, I was getting pretty discouraged. Jesus had never made idle promises before. Were we just going to be disappointed? So, when we started the prayer meeting that morning, I was happy to be there and the praise and worship lifted my spirit. But part of me was still wondering if anything was going to change…. and then suddenly, everything changed, and nothing was ever the same again!
As we prayed that morning, suddenly we all felt the room shaking and we heard a loud rushing wind that filled the room with its roaring. Then there was a blinding bright light that filled the room. And when I could open my eyes, I looked over at Peter and Andrew and James and John. There were tongues of flame hovering over their heads; in fact, there were tongues of flame hovering over all of our heads. And when I looked up, I realized that there were tongues of flame hovering over my head as well. But that wasn’t the strangest part.
I was never all that good in languages. I could handle my own Aramean language, and a little trade Latin. But what can you expect from someone who had never traveled farther than the distance between their home village and Jerusalem? But all of a sudden, I found myself speaking fluent Pamphylian! Really, I wasn’t even sure what I was speaking, but these words were flowing out of my mouth and one of the fellows who came up to investigate was getting all kinds of excited! I wasn’t sure what I was saying, but he certainly understood! And it was the same for all of us. There were 120 of us in that room that morning, and each of us was praising God in a different language!
Sounds wild, doesn’t it? And we ask ourselves if this kind of thing really does happen. it does! 90 years ago there was an Assemblies of God missionary in Liberia who found himself surrounded by a group of cannibals. The chief accosted the missionary and asked, “Do you have anything to say before we kill and eat you?” The missionary opened his mouth and suddenly found himself making persuasive arguments in that tribal dialect, a language of which he knew very little. Whatever God said, did the trick; not only was the missionary’s life spared, but the tribe laid down their weapons and accepted Christ.
Today, many of us long to see the power of God working in our lives. God is a good Father and He gives good gifts to His children. God also does not play favorites. This Pentecost Sunday, you can ask for the Holy Spirit to move in a new way and He will. Many times, the Holy Spirit comes gently and not dramatically, but rest assured, there has never been anyone who has asked for the Holy Spirit to come who has been disappointed. And above all else, the mark of the Holy Spirit is a peace that passes understanding.
PRAYER: Father God, this morning we beg you to send your Holy Spirit! Send your power! Send your love! Send your light! Send your truth! And Lord, prepare our hearts so that when the Holy Spirit comes, we will be ready. In the mighty and precious Name of King Jesus. Amen.








