In a poem I wrote for Pentecost some years ago, which I reread recently, I found these lines:
And the spirit dances
Within our doubt
They are words which still resonate today.
In the chaos, and the confusion and in all that we can't quite get our heads round; even in the midst of the incomprehensible suffering we see: in some mysterious way, God's spirit remains present.
Happy Pentecost!
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