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Text: Acts 2:1-13
I wonder how many languages we have represented here – that we can speak or at least partially understand. We speak English, Spanish, Japanese, some Chinese, German, sing language… What others?…. Some of you speak fluently in the language of music, its notations, its layers of meaning, its references to itself and beyond itself, each instrument speaking its own dialect. Some of you are attuned to the language of mathematics, the language of psychology, of physiology, the language of politics, of design, the language of computer programming – a foreign language indeed. There is the language of children which parents learn to understand, perceiving within a moment the messages after a day at school which say, “It was a hard day,” or “today was awesome.” There is the language each couple has developed between themselves to express their affection, and their frustrations. There’s the unique language between siblings and friends, laced with inside jokes and obscure references to favorite movie quotes. Who here knows the language of the chickadee, chattering away with their companion calls, their signaling of danger, and talking about lunch. Who can understand the milkweed, speaking, “Here I am” to the monarch...