Sunday 31 May 2020: Hunkered down.

This week my local church is breaking into groups of 100 to meet. However, this is the beginning of winter, and we are doing the family task of leaf raking before the snow. Yesterday we thought there were not many leaves — but after five hours we had a three cubic meter leaf pile that will rot down over winter.

I received and email from a sister in which she noted that the current travails — with riots in her nation and the virus — are akin to Braxton Hicks contractions. Kea and I talked this morning, and we think shes correct.

Winter has come here, and we are hunkered down. As son two said when he phoned this morning: Covid has hit peoples incomes and they are staying home.

But it the day of Pentecost, when the church exploded out of a set of disciples hunkered down.

Acts 2:1-21

2 When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. 2 And suddenly there came from heaven a noise like a violent rushing wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. 3 And there appeared to them tongues as of fire distributing themselves, and they rested on each one of them. 4 And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit was giving them utterance.

5 Now there were Jews living in Jerusalem, devout men from every nation under heaven. 6 And when this sound occurred, the crowd came together, and were bewildered because each one of them was hearing them speak in his own language. 7 They were amazed and astonished, saying, “Why, are not all these who are speaking Galileans? 8 And how is it that we each hear them in our own language to which we were born? 9 Parthians and Medes and Elamites, and residents of Mesopotamia, Judea and Cappadocia, Pontus and Asia, 10 Phrygia and Pamphylia, Egypt and the districts of Libya around Cyrene, and visitors from Rome, both Jews and proselytes, 11 Cretans and Arabs—we hear them in our own tongues speaking of the mighty deeds of God.” 12 And they all continued in amazement and great perplexity, saying to one another, “What does this mean?” 13 But others were mocking and saying, “They are full of sweet wine.”

14 But Peter, taking his stand with the eleven, raised his voice and declared to them: “Men of Judea and all you who live in Jerusalem, let this be known to you and give heed to my words. 15 For these men are not drunk, as you suppose, for it is only the third hour of the day; 16 but this is what was spoken of through the prophet Joel:

17 ‘And it shall be in the last days,’ God says,
‘That I will pour forth of My Spirit on all [q]mankind;
And your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
And your young men shall see visions,
And your old men shall dream dreams;
18 Even on My bondslaves, both men and women,
I will in those days pour forth of My Spirit
And they shall prophesy.
19 ‘And I will grant wonders in the sky above
And signs on the earth below,
Blood, and fire, and vapor of smoke.
20 ‘The sun will be turned into darkness
And the moon into blood,
Before the great and glorious day of the Lord shall come.
21 ‘And it shall be that everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.’

There has been a fair amount of talk about mysticism recently. I’m aware that in these times God will provide for his people, and his word will be made manifest. We will stop believing in the prosperity heresy, and develop that old spine of faith, which allows us to stand in hard times.

I don’t think mysticism comes when you are in sin. Obedience and seeking God is the foundation of all true spirituality, and those who (commercially — the number of Yoga studios touting for business in a region losing a thousand jobs a week is increasing–) preach a spirituality for profit are generally lying.

This world wants us following such: virtue signalling & wokeness, and allowing society to burn while we say we are so worthy of praise. This has never been the spirit of God.

It is the spirit of the world, and to that we shall not conform.