Yellow flames flutter

about the feeder:

a Pentecost of finches.

~Robert Siegel 

On the day of Pentecost all the believers were meeting together in one place.  Suddenly, there was a sound from heaven like the roaring of a mighty windstorm, and it filled the house where they were sitting.  Then, what looked like flames or tongues of fire appeared and settled on each of them.  And everyone present was filled with the Holy Spirit and began speaking in other languages,as the Holy Spirit gave them this ability.

Acts 2:1-4


On this day of Pentecost, may we sit in a place of expectant wonder.

Happy Pentecost Sunday Friends!

Also linking with Scripture & Snapshot, Fresh Brewed Sunday, Sweet Shot Tuesday