Christmas came and went. Now Easter has also passed. At Christmas we celebrated the birth of a special child. At Easter we remembered how that child died some thirty-three years later, and we rejoiced in the knowledge that God restored Him to life.
In the time that has flown past between Christmas and Easter I haven’t managed to write a single blog post but I have been reading through the gospels using a Chronological Bible. Time might fly but more than anything I believe that God has challenged me to read Scripture slowly, and to take time to become part of what I am reading. In doing so I often find myself there listening to Jesus, being fed, receiving healing, and wanting to be everywhere that Jesus is.
If only I could be with Jesus all day long. Sadly time presses in, there are things to be done, with work usually the most unavoidable. Daily life conspires to shut Jesus out, often until the end of the day when sleep is calling and I finally stop.
This post was written on an aircraft at Dublin Airport while waiting for pushback and my flight home to depart. Time for the aircraft stopped while repairs were being made to a runway and during that delay I found myself back in Scripture. I’m into Acts now, which has taken me to Jerusalem to listen to Peter the uneducated fisherman preaching outside the Temple at Pentecost. Incredible how baptism in the Holy Spirit can change a follower of Jesus, even (perhaps particularly) one who has denied Jesus. Like we all have at times.
I don’t know about you but I want more of the Holy Spirit in me. One immersion is not enough. I want to be filled over and over with the same power that Jesus had and use it to bring glory to Him. Like Peter did. The same Peter who once caught fish but became a fisher of men. Peter the denier of Christ who saw 3,000 plus saved after he preached his first sermon at Pentecost.
But Peter, standing up with the eleven, raised his voice and said to them, “Men of Judea and all who dwell in Jerusalem, let this be known to you, and heed my words. For these are not drunk, as you suppose, since it is only the third hour of the day. But this is what was spoken by the prophet Joel:
‘And it shall come to pass in the last days, says God,
That I will pour out of My Spirit on all flesh;
Your sons and your daughters shall prophesy,
Your young men shall see visions,
Your old men shall dream dreams.
And on My menservants and on My maidservants
I will pour out My Spirit in those days;
And they shall prophesy.