Hello, Friends!

       On Sunday we celebrated the miraculous breakthrough of  Pentecost, when faithful people from many communities were able to  speak and hear God's good news, with language and culture barriers no longer a problem.   If we see this as an event, recorded in spiritual  history, we miss out on its great, potentially vital value for us.

       The truth is, God's grace accomplishes daily miracles,  constantly creating ground for peace-making, insistently working within human lives to support and sustain new understandings of our  common humanity, and our call to treat each other as neighbors.

        Two creative enterprises currently underway remind me of some  dimensions of this creativity, for which we can give thanks.   Some  of you know John and I journeyed to Amarillo to see our friend Matt  (oh, yeah, and that Ray guy and his little up and coming band "Asleep  at the Wheel") in their traveling production, "A Ride with Bob."

        Ray Benson and two other writers crafted a play, interspersed  with songs, that tells the story of the life of Bob Wills.   In the  play Bob Wills' ghost appears as a busdriver who tells his own life  story, punctuated with his best-known western swing tunes.   The show  is touching, delightful, thoroughly engaging, and leaves one with "San Antonio Rose" embedded in the consciousness for days.

        Benson created the show not only to honor Wills' memory, but  to continue his career-long dedication to preserving western swing as  an art form, and to draw new generations of fans into the fold.   I,  for one, never would have imagined myself a fan, but I suppose this  is just the deepening of my identity as a naturalized Texan.  (I  realized the other day that I have now spent exactly as many years in  Texas as I did in my native state of Mississippi.)

       The "Pentecostal" message in this work is that we can honor  tradition, appreciate the wisdom of past generations, and even set  about intentionally to craft new ways to give creative expression to  time-tested wisdom, so as to communicate with and engage all kinds of  new people.   In that way we stay connected to our roots, while  giving new and fruitful expression to timeless essentials.

       On another front, Dave Steakley and Zachary Scott Theater have  undertaken an ambitious project, in order to reach a new audience.They are currently staging a bilingual production of "Jesus Christ,  Superstar," that features Hispanic actors in all the major roles and  includes Spanish-language as well as English lyrics, and Latin- flavored arrangements of the familiar music.    Aware that the  theater had staged a minimal number of productions drawn from Latino  culture (and no Spanish-language plays), Steakley determined it was  time to honor the constituency of Austin's actual population, and try  to represent that population on the stage and, he hopes, in the  audience.

         In this case it's not hard to translate the Gospel relevance  of this enterprise.   The creators of this particular production are  literally bringing Jesus Christ into the parlance of a new culture,  to reach a new audience, and create new enthusiasm.   What I recall  about the play that made the deepest impression on me as an  adolescent was that it emphasized the complete humanity of all the  characters.  From Jesus to Judas, everyone portrayed is seen as struggling on  some level to "get it right," and along the way Jesus manages to  change lives, and open hearts, by his example of honest, grounded, 
unselfish wisdom.

        Who needs the Good News?   Everyone.   Who has access to the  Holy Spirit?   Anyone.   In whose language does God speak?   In every  language of our world, and in wisdom beyond words.    How we access  and channel this energy, how we honor the old and make room for the  new, how we say yes to all of our God-blessed creative, compassionate  capabilities--that will determine our "Pentecostal" power, the  amazing gift of Grace, intended for all God's people.

        I look forward to being Pentecostal with you this Sunday, and  all our days to come.

Shalom,

Sarah