Call to Worship
With a rush of wind and kisses of fire,
God’s Spirit invites us to dance.
As dust is shaken off our souls
and our hearts are stirred,
we take her hand in joy.
Our tongues touched with flames,
with hope tingling our tongues,
we utter words lodged deep in our souls
The Breath of God fills our lungs
so we can sing God’s praises.
Come, Holy Spirit, come,
blowing away our weariness
and rekindling our faith.
Blessed by the Spirit,
given new life by the Spirit,
we worship our God this day.
Prayer of the Day
Creator of wind as well as wonder,
on this morning, we are reminded
that you gather folks from scattered places,
you would take our divisions
and weave us into your Beloved Community.
Jesus, who calmed the wind,
on this morning, speak to us
in that language of grace
which can transform doubts into faith,
and turn ordinary people into folks
filled with compassion for all.
Spirit, who breathes wonder into us,
on this morning, may we find you
not just in words on a page,
but in the emptiness of our hearts,
in our longing for hope,
in the silence woven in our prayers.
On this morning, and every morning,
God in Community, Holy in One,
come to make us one in your Spirit,
come to make us children in your love,
come to make us witnesses
to the One who promised the Spirit,
even as we pray as we are taught,
(The Lord’s Prayer)
Call to Reconciliation
We lock our doors, shutter the windows, huddle in silence, hoping God will not care about our foolish lives, painful choices, hurtful words. Yet rather that breaking into shame and punish us, God’s Spirit blows into our lives bringing new hope, new life, new words to offer. Join me as we offer our lives to God.
Unison Prayer for Forgiveness
You send your Spirit to rattle our windows, and we call for repairs. You long to set us free from our hiding places, but we try our best to cling to the familiar. You want to create your Beloved Community with all of us, but we hold tight to old grudges and keep highlighting our differences.
But you do not let a little thing like fear’s bolt get in your way of transforming our lives, Locksmith of Love. There is no door to thick that you cannot open to be with us. There is no window which can keep your Spirit from breathing new life into us. There is no hiding place where Jesus, who promised to be with us, will not find us to place our hands, our hearts, our lives into the Spirit who is our Companion. Amen.
Silence is kept
Assurance of Grace
Not with judgement, friends. The Spirit comes with forgiveness. Not with angry words, the Spirit comes with grace. Not with a sentence of shame, the Spirit comes with love.
The Advocate comes to remind us that we are forgiven, filled with new life, and sent out to share this is the good news today and, indeed, every day. Thanks be to God! Amen.
Affirmation of Faith
We believe that by God’s love,
we are siblings of Jesus,
members of God’s family,
not out of fear, but of the Spirit.
We believe that by the grace of Jesus,
we are equal heirs of God’s promises,
woven into that Story
which dances on that floor
made from our tears as
salvation’s sweet song is played.
We believe that by the Spirit’s gift,
we are never on our own,
for when we cannot pray,
the Spirit lifts the sighs of our souls,
and when we falter in our faith,
the Spirit carries us as far as we need.
Amen.
Prayer of Dedication/Offertory
Somewhere, a child huddles in fear. May our gifts set them free. Somewhere, a family sleeps on the streets. May our gifts provide them with shelter. Somewhere, a lonely person longs to hear a voice of hope. May our gifts speak to them in whatever their native tongue. In Jesus’ name, we pray. Amen.
The Sacrament of Communion
Invitation to the Table
It is an old, old story,
wind rushing into fearful hearts,
flames dancing above tired heads,
unexpected words spoken out loud.
Yet, however old it is,
however many times we hear it,
it is like one of those locked room mysteries.
Which is fine, on this Pentecost Day.
Because you are invited to this meal
not because you have figured it out
but because you are starving for hope,
not because you know the story by heart
but because you are thirsty for grace.
So come,
for here, God has prepared the food,
Jesus has set the Table,
and the Spirit welcomes you
with open arms and a big smile.
Great Prayer of Thanksgiving
May the Breath of God be with you!
May the Spirit fill you with hope.
May the Spirit stir your hearts!
We offer them to God who sets them
on fire with love.
Let us sing praises to our God.
With the Spirit as the music
and Jesus as the lyrics,
we sing glad songs to our God.
There was no music, only silence.
There was no life, only emptiness.
But then, with wonder on your lips
and imagination running wild,
you danced and creation came
spinning and whirling out of your love,
God of wildness and whimsy.
You hung the moon to light our nights,
you showed rabbits how to leap,
you taught dogs the game of fetch.
You gathered up the dust
from the floor of your workshop
and breathed life into us.
You hoped that we would
be content living in the openness
of life in goodness and with you,
but we chose to close ourselves off
as we choose the company of sin.
You sent prophets to knock on our doors
and invite us back to you,
but we simply stiffened our backs
and remained rigid in rebellion.
So then you chose to send
your Child to us to reveal
your great love and grace.
Thus, with all who sing in joy,
with those whose fears
cause them to struggle to breathe,
we sing our praises to you:
Holy, holy, holy are you, God of new life.
All creation joins in singing your name.
Hosanna in the Highest!
Blessed is the One who sends the Advocate to us.
Hosanna in the highest!
Only you are holy, God of grace,
and we are blessed that your Child
chose to come in our flesh and bone.
At the river, your Spirit came down
and called him your Beloved,
a name passed on to us
as his siblings.
By the grace of your Spirit,
he resisted the temptations offered,
providing hope for us
in our struggle to do the same.
Empowered by the Spirit,
he preached the good news
of freedom for the captives,
healing for the broken,
comfort for the grieving,
and the coming of your
Beloved Community.
Trusting the Spirit,
he gave himself up to the powers,
suffering for all people, dying for us,
and going into death’s arms
until you brought him out
with your resurrecting love.
As we remember his life and death,
as we remember his promise
not to leave us alone,
as we celebrate the gift of the Spirit,
we sing of that mystery known as faith:
Christ died, God’s faithful Child to the end.
Christ was raised, that we might become
siblings in love, grace, and hope.
Christ will come, to gather us in the Spirit.
Now we echo the ancient cry:
“Come, Holy Spirit, come.”
Come and make those gathered
in this place your Beloved Community.
Come, and use this bread
to shatter our fears
that we might trust you
so we can bring hope to others,
come, to give us the words
to bring compassion to the forgotten.
Come, and fill this cup
with that grace
which will strengthen us
to be your people in these days,
people who are
filled with the spirit of love,
our actions kindled by
the fire of your justice,
our love giving life to all.
And when all time ends
and we are gathered
as faithful siblings around the table,
may we sing your praises
in every language of love we know,
God in Community, Holy in One. Amen.
Sending
Go, as the breath of God
carries you beyond your fears.
Come, Holy Spirit, and give us courage.
Go, as the peace of Christ
grounds you in grace.
Come, Holy Spirit, that we may
serve others with hope and healing.
Go, as the Spirit dares to lead you
into places you would never go alone.
Come, Holy Spirit, so we may join
in your wild dance of life.
© 2025 Thom M. Shuman
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