There was a great multitude.
(Revelation 7:9)
Still scattered, and mumbling about how and when we will ever be gathered. It’s Pentecost—the out pouring of the Holy Spirit, that gives us this longing to be gathered. That’s how it goes in the Creed: “I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy universal church, the communion of saints…” Not that we are saints of ourselves, but as the Holy Spirit tucks us away in Christ we become saints—holy and sacred to God and to one another. That’s the “Communion of Saints.”
Today, our gathering seems puny. That’s okay. Sometimes our way is lowly. Yet even in our lowliness, that Day of the eternal gathering is always on our horizon. On that Day “a great multitude that no one could possibly count, from every nation from all tribes and peoples and languages, gathers before the throne and the Lamb…” (Rv 7:9). This Great Gathering that awaits us makes our puny gatherings not so puny.
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