Pentecost

Spoken Word

Pentecost

In the beginning, there was nothing, but me. And I am a “we” and we lived in harmony. I protected that which was not yet to be, hovering, thinking. I separated the deep, choosing to form sky, land and sea. My words built mountains, my light fed the sun. My breath brought life, and I gave reign to one. It was through him I was meant to be seen, and all kinds were to live together in peace. I was there, so only I can say, that what I made was good, and it was intended to be that way.

This is my story, this is how it begins. And they’ve heard it before, they’ve been told how it ends.

My creation turned away, but I chose to fight. I revealed myself to few of my children, letting them magnify my light. For years I worked, I waited for them patiently. I came in flames that never burned, and it was I who split the sea.

I was there in the smoke and the fire that led the way, for my people were lost and enslaved. Only I could break their chains. I brought a nation out of captivity and another to its knees, distinguished by innocent blood, one nation wailed, and the other was freed. I made a man strong, brought him fame and glory, but in the end even he knew, it was just part of my story.

The most unlikely people, I made them lead, and even amongst kings, I chose who would speak. My presence covered the mountain, I filled the temple with my being. I worked on behalf of my people; guiding, interceding.

Everything they knew of us, was given through me. I inspired the prophets, the poets, those with visions, and dreams.

But because of man’s sin, the veil remained between, that which was created, and Him who’d be their king.

He came as one of them, to bring glory back to man. Glory they once forfeited for the sake of their sin. He placed himself with the least of men, and allowed only my power to choose who would recognize him.

One day I came to him, through the reeds and muddy water, I distinguished him from the crowd, as He was claimed by The Father.

I stayed with Him as he lived, but everything changed with His death. The earth shook and the veil was torn by the Lord of Heaven’s final breath.

He rose to sit in glory, and I took His place among men. His sacrifice closed the distance, now nothing separates me from them. I was there, on that day, in the wind and in the flames, when every tongue came alive, so all could know my name.

My power, eternal and divine, filling every child, woman, man. The same power that once split the waters, so my people could walk on land.

I was there. I remain the same. I built the kingdom now seen in a new way. A kingdom of power, a kingdom of peace. My reign that spreads across all nations, skies, and seas. A world now seen in color, reaching all of mankind, but those who refuse to see me remain lost, for color does no good to the blind.

Where diversity and unity exist together as one, just as we always have; myself, the father, and the son.

For the souls of my people, I’ve been fighting all along. I AM the rock of the ages, holding fast and remaining strong.

I have received each one of them, no matter where they come from, no matter where they’ve been. I have fulfilled what has been hoped for, a kingdom here, a kingdom coming, glory never to end.