Sunday, May 24, 2026

Pentecost Sunday - Solemnity

John 20:19-23

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First reading

Acts 2:1-11

Now when the day of Pentecost had come, they were all with one accord in one place. Suddenly there came from the sky a sound like the rushing of a mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting. Tongues like fire appeared and were distributed to them, and one sat on each of them. They were all filled with the Holy Spirit, and began to speak with other languages, as the Spirit gave them the ability to speak. Now there were dwelling in Jerusalem Jews, devout men, from every nation under the sky. When this sound was heard, the multitude came together, and were bewildered, because everyone heard them speaking in his own language. They were all amazed and marveled, saying to one another, “Behold, aren’t all these who speak Galileans? How do we hear, everyone in our own native language? Parthians, Medes, Elamites, and people from Mesopotamia, Judea, Cappadocia, Pontus, Asia, Phrygia, Pamphylia, Egypt, the parts of Libya around Cyrene, visitors from Rome, both Jews and proselytes, Cretans and Arabians: we hear them speaking in our languages the mighty works of God!”

Responsorial psalm

Psalms 104:1,24,29-30,31,34

Bless the Lord, my soul. The Lord, my God, you are very great. You are clothed with honor and majesty. The Lord, how many are your works! In wisdom have you made them all. The earth is full of your riches. You hide your face: they are troubled; you take away their breath: they die, and return to the dust. You send out your Spirit and they are created. You renew the face of the ground. Let the Lord’s glory endure forever. Let the Lord rejoice in his works. Let my meditation be sweet to him. I will rejoice in the Lord.

Gospel

John 20:19-23

When therefore it was evening, on that day, the first day of the week, and when the doors were locked where the disciples were assembled, for fear of the Jews, Jesus came and stood in the middle, and said to them, “Peace be to you.” When he had said this, he showed them his hands and his side. The disciples therefore were glad when they saw the Lord. Jesus therefore said to them again, “Peace be to you. As the Father has sent me, even so I send you.” When he had said this, he breathed on them, and said to them, “Receive the Holy Spirit! If you forgive anyone’s sins, they have been forgiven them. If you retain anyone’s sins, they have been retained.”

Lectio

There is something tender about how the Spirit arrives. In the upper room, the disciples are not gathered in triumph but huddled behind locked doors, afraid. Jesus does not scold them for hiding. He simply enters their fear, shows them his wounds, and breathes peace into the very space they had sealed shut. The same Spirit that, in the second creation account, hovered over the formless deep now moves over the chaos of their hearts, and from that dust something new is created. Pentecost is the renewing of the face of the ground — not somewhere grand, but in the small, frightened room where we already are.

What strikes me is what the Spirit makes possible. The frightened become bold; the silent begin to speak; and somehow, across every barrier of language and nation, people understand one another. The miracle at Pentecost is not that the disciples spoke, but that strangers heard the mighty works of God in their own tongue. The Spirit does not erase our differences — it reaches across them. And the first gift Jesus entrusts to this newly emboldened community is forgiveness: the power to unlock the doors that sin keeps closing between us. The Spirit that hovered over the waters and renews the earth is the same Spirit handed to us for the sake of reconciliation.

Where in your life right now are you sitting behind a locked door, and what fear placed it there — the fear that, if Jesus came and stood among you, you would rather he not see your wounds?

Is there someone whose sin you are quietly retaining, holding the door shut against them, when the Spirit is gently asking you to breathe forgiveness instead?

Saint of the day

Sts. Donatian & Rogatian, Martyrs (c. 287)

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