In this season of Pentecost in Aotearoa—
leaves flaming on autumn trees
drifting onto our heads
as we scuff across leaf-crunchy lawn
may the dazzling fire and howling wind
warm but not burn us, heat but not scorch,
stir us not into whirlwind but purposeful action;
move us to compassion,
breathe new life into our lungs and hearts;
inspire us anew.
As the days grow shorter and summer colours fade,
we hold in our hearts those who mourn,
and celebrate the lives of those who have died.
In silence we name those lost recently,
or whose anniversary of passing falls at this time.
In dark moments, may loving memories glow in us.
In this season of Pentecost in Aotearoa
may the wind and fire that inspired the apostles—
doubters and promise-breakers,
glory-seekers, sleepers while on watch
—to become truth speakers, healers and teachers,
world changers, spreading good news,
empower us in service to others and
in the healing of our world.
May we speak in tongues that all understand:
loving action, warmth of friendship,
justice for all, and integrity:
Loving flame, Comforter, Spirit of truth.