“Their sturdy backs bent down, by labor and fatigue, their eyes intent upon the earth, sift through stubble discarded by the reapers.”

—Sister Michaela O’Connor

Sunday Scripture Reflection for June 8, 2025
Pentecost Sunday

When I walk to work, I pass by an area where low-lying fan palm fronds hang down over the sidewalk, so close that I have to lean away to avoid them. Lately I have been tapping a little tune on the fans as I go by, and it’s uniquely satisfying. It reminds me of the sound of balloons bumping together when they’re gathered into a bunch. The sound made me happy, but I wasn’t sure why; there was a connection, but I couldn’t quite place it. And then — you know how these things happen! — I remembered! Many years ago I had a conversion experience, suddenly started believing in God, and when I walked down the street in Puerto Princesa, Palawan, Philippines, the next morning, the palm trees were bumping together in quite the same way, making little drumming noises, and today’s palm drumming brings back all the happiness of that first day of renewing an acquaintanceship with God. The Holy Spirit strikes again! You never know when or where it will happen, but it’s always a delight! Happy Pentecost!