We Have Not the Wit For Whit

We have not the wit for Whit third of this trinity of Easter Christmas and Pentacost. The Bible talks of wind and fire so deadly that we desire earth to keep us from the wind that keeps us cool and water that can drown us all yet slake our thirst as we pray and work to try to balance these impersonal ferocious forces for good. This special breathing that the Apostles frightened at first others, if not themselves, was not that noised today speaking like the tongues of Babel that want to make even the most socialable scream for silence, but the truth of the Holy Spirit transforming humans to wonder at God's world like the healthy cry of a baby just born that gives the joy of joys to the parents like the Holy Paraclete for us at Pentacost.