Now when the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. Suddenly a sound like a violent wind blowing came from heaven and filled the entire house where they were sitting. And tongues spreading out like a fire appeared to them and came to rest on each one of them. All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit, and they began to speak in other languages as the Spirit enabled them. . . .
And all that believed were together, and had all things in common.
Is it not a Christian hope that the Church may recover that first ardor which filled those eager disciples at Jerusalem, on whose brows the Spirit still lingered in living flame?
If the Indweller guides her, some of us cannot doubt the answer. The overflowing love of God, of which Whitsun Gospels speak, will inundate her heart, and all jealous separateness in outward possession as in the inward parts, will be swept away. The Spirit shall bring to our remembrance all things, whatsoever Christ has said unto us, and we shall know the peace that is not of this world. Jesus the Door shall open the way to a new social life of economic equality, and Jesus the Good Shepherd shall guide us as we enter in.