It’s now May, the days are getting warmer, and I want to start writing the next Bell Mountain book.
So I’m sitting outside, re-reading Behold! to jog my memory and waiting for an inspiration. And as I was doing that today, Pentacost came to mind.
Suddenly I saw it in a new light. At the tower of Babel, God confused humanity’s language so that they couldn’t understand each other: suddenly there were a hundred different languages, mutually unintelligible. That was the end of that project; the tower couldn’t be finished.
But what did He do on the day of Pentacost, centuries later?
He did the reverse of what He did at Babel.
Suddenly all these people, in all their different languages, could understand what Christ’s disciples said. It’s important to bear in mind that all those languages which the disciples seemed to be speaking were real languages. Each person there thought he was hearing his own native language spoken.
“Now… the multitude came together, and were confounded, because that every man heard them speak in his own language. And they were all amazed and marvelled, saying one to another, Behold, are not all these which speak Galilaeans? And how hear we every man in our own tongues, wherein we were born? Parthians, and Medes, and Elamites, and the dwellers in Mesopotamia, and in Judaea, and Cappadocia, in Pontus, and Asia… we do hear them speak in our tongues the wonderful works of God. And they were all amazed and were in doubt, saying one to another, What meaneth this?” (Acts 2: 6-12)
The exact opposite of what God had done at Babel.
We can see this miracle as a down payment, as it were, on a future in which God will restore, through the Holy Spirit, the unity of the human race. Not by government programs, not by “education,” not by coercion and force, but by the power of the Holy Spirit. By God Himself.
It’s this unity that we look forward to, and not any of the counterfeits proposed by the world government crowd. The unity that can only be found in Jesus Christ, our Savior and our Lord.