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Excerpt
from :
Breath
of God
complete
worship
service
with devotion
and prayersSpirit-Breath of God,
by Rev. Frank Schaefer
At the original Pentecost event something extraordinary was
reported to have happened to the disciples of Christ. Something
changed them from the inside out and there were even descriptions of a
physical manifestation such as tongues of fire and a miracle of
language.
The two most common words used for spirit in the Bible are the
Hebrew ruach and the Greek pneuma.
Ruach
means breath, air; wind; breeze; and spirit among others
The idea that "wind," "breath" and "spirit" are so closely related
that they share the same word may seem strange to modern people,
however, this explains a lot of things. For instance, when God
breathed into Adam's nostril he became a living being (Gen 2:12). The
breath of God is the very spirit that animates human beings.
Ruach is also the word used in Ezekiel 37 which describes
the resurrection of an army of men slain in the desert....full
manuscript
More Sermons:
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Tuning Up to God's
Spirit!
Acts 2:1-20,
by Rev. Frank Schaefer
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What Language Shall We Use? Acts 2 by T. Hall
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Of Dreams and Visions, Acts 2, by F. Schaefer
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What Do We Do When the Spirit Starts Messing With our Worship?
Acts 2,
by T. Hall
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Breaking Down the Walls in the Name of Christ,
Acts 2:1-21,
Rev. Frank Schaefer -
It doesn't
have to be noisy,
Acts 2:1-20, annonymous
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What language shall we use? Acts 2:1-21, by Thomas Hall
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Using
the Gifts of God, Acts 2:1-21, by Rick Mason
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A Little Piece of Pentecost, Acts 2:1-21, Brad Hall
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Experiencing God Acts
2:1-21, by Sue in Cuba, KS
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Expecting the Unexpected, Acts 2:1-21, Rev. Dr. Cynthia Huling Hummel
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Tuning up to God's Spirit
Acts 2:1-20,
by Rev. Frank Schaefer
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Dreaming Along the Margins,
Acts 2:1-21, by Rev. Cindy Weber
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With Open Hearts
John 7:37-39
Rev. Randy Quinn
We take water for granted. Even when we go through dry spells and
droughts, we assume there will be water available. None of us – not a
one of us – have experienced life without water. (I know that, because
we can’t live without water, and we’re all alive – we may be sleeping,
but we’re still breathing.)
How many of you can remember drinking out of a cistern, though? (I’m
sure some of the older people will remember that.) It was before my
time, but I know there was a day – before deep drilling wells and
before rural water districts – when the primary sources for water were
rainfall and rivers. Rainwater was collected – in barrels or cisterns
– and used for most daily functions. Farm ponds were created to
collect rainwater in areas where there was no river.
But river water is what most of the settlers looked for. The earliest
and largest settlements were along the banks of rivers. New York City
was founded on the Hudson River. Washington, DC, is along the Potomac.
Closer to home, we know Kansas City, St. Joseph, and White Cloud are
on the banks of the Missouri. The older the city, the more likely it
is to be near water.
Wells provide a substitute source of water, but we don’t often think
about the difficulty entailed in digging wells prior to the
development of more modern engineering equipment. We now use all kinds
of test equipment to determine the best place to drill, and then use
power equipment to push a pipe to the source of the water so we can
pump it up to the surface.
But what if you weren’t sure where the water was?
What if you had to dig the well by hand?
How deep would you dig before you gave up?
As often as we hear stories in the scriptures about people meeting at
town wells, it’s easy to forget that in much of the ancient world they
were really quite remarkable. They reflected a combination of careful
observation and determination to locate and then dig a well in the
arid environment of the Middle East.
Rivers are easy to find. Wells are not so obvious. So imagine the
surprise when Moses simply struck a rock and water flowed out of it
(Ex. 17:6)!
Partially in commemoration of that story, the people of Israel
gathered in tents during the festival of Succoth. A part of their
celebration included bringing water from the wells and pools and
cisterns and splashing it at the base of the altar. It was an offering
of a precious commodity, but it was also a reminder of the time when
God was able to cause water to flow out of the rock.
Every day, for seven days, they repeated the ritual. And on the last
day, “the great day,” they splashed two buckets of water on the altar
instead of one. Seeing that event, remembering the stories that were
being commemorated that week, Jesus offers an invitation. In words
reminiscent of Isaiah, he says, “Come to me you who are thirsty, and I
will quench your thirst” (Jn. 7:37; see Is. 55:1).
He turns the imagery around. Rather than thinking about water being
splashed on the rock, Jesus reminds them of the water that flows from
the rock. Rather than seeing the people making an offering to God, he
speaks of a gift God is making to us!
I have to confess to you, that this is the way I see and experience
the work of our Annual Conference. I know some pastors who dread our
time together; I also know some lay folks who think of it as a burden.
They see it as a time and a place when our precious commodities of
time and money are thrown against an altar in a different city.
But I have long seen it in terms Bishop Jones referred to when we
began this year, as a spiritual discipline, an exercise in holy
conferencing as we listen and learn and discern what God is doing in
our midst. When I go, I find myself receiving blessings when we meet
together.
For me, it’s a time of refreshment – especially through the worship
services and conversations taking place during the sessions of Annual
Conference. Often those conversations take place “at the edges” of the
conference during meals and in the parking lots. This year was no
exception to that – even though I spent most of Friday running to
Topeka for hospital visits. [continue]
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