Taking Our Breath Away

Last Sunday the church celebrated the Feast of Pentecost, which takes place fifty days after Easter. The feast marks the descent of the Holy Spirit upon Jesus’ disciples as they gathered in Jerusalem after his ascension into heaven.

“When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly there came from heaven a noise like a violent rushing wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. And there appeared to them tongues as of fire distributing themselves, and they rested on each one of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit was giving them utterance” (Acts 2:2-4).

Scripture depicts the Spirit in a similar way multiple times. In the Hebrew Bible in Ezekiel the Lord exhaled the “breath of life” (ruah) into the dry bones of Israel and the bones came alive again (Ez 37:1-14). In the New Testament John’s Gospel shows Jesus breathing on his disciples to receive the Holy Spirit. “And when He had said this, He breathed on them and said to them, ‘Receive the Holy Spirit. If you forgive the sins of any, their sins have been forgiven them; if you retain the sins of any, they have been retained’” (Jn 20:22-24).

Perhaps the most notable reference to breathing can be found in Genesis: “Then the Lord God formed man of dust from the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living being” (Gn 2:7). In scripture, the Spirit does two things. First, it forms the basis of life. Without it nothing exists. Secondly, it comes from God so that life is divinely inspired. Anything that detracts from or blocks the Spirit is not of God, which may be the best way to understand evil.

Evil roams the world right now like a “roaring lion” (1 Pet 5:8) in two forms, both of which are taking our breath away. The first is COVID-19, which takes our breath away literally. The second is racism and the violence that racism has spawned, which takes us further away from the divine. The Vatican has described racism as a “virus of the spirit” and a “cultural virus.”

Just as natural viruses adapt and mutate to survive in their hosts, spiritual viruses do the same but in more subtle ways. Since the host for evil is all of creation, material and spiritual, it affects everything, from viruses in the body to rioting in the streets. How does it do this? Anxiety and anger. The anxiety that COVID-19 produced nearly brought about an economic disaster from which we are just beginning to recover. Anger over police brutality and George Floyd’s death has grown so rabid that it is consuming the communities that have suffered the most. Much of this is planned.

I had a visceral reaction to Floyd’s death as well as that of Breona Taylor, the EMT who was shot and killed in her own apartment by police entering on a “no-knock” warrant. I had assumed, naively, that the Fourth Amendment protected us from police breaking down the door in the middle of the night. I should have known better, since it hasn’t stopped either the FBI or NSA. I also had expected, naively, that the gun lobby would stand with Taylor’s boyfriend, who fired on the intruders, not knowing them to be police. I was wrong on both counts.

Evil doesn’t hunt its victims only in the obvious ways. It also affects the way they think and their ability to reason. It blinds people and makes them lash out at anyone who dares to disagree. Evil’s only weapon is thoughts. It has no handgun or baseball bat. It infects people who, in turn, use these weapons on each other. We have seen the results all over social media.

Is there a way out of this suffocating? A way to drop our shoulders and keep breathing? I am reminded of the story of the prophet Elijah fleeing from Queen Jezebel’s assassins and hiding in a cave, waiting for God. He finds the Spirit in the most unlikely place (1 Kings 19:11-13).

“Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper. When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave.” The Spirit came to Elijah as a gentle whisper. Likewise, it may be the only way for us to start breathing again.

Image credits: feature by Holger Schué from Pixabay, middle by Ivan Diaz on Unsplash, bottom by Bruno van der Kraan. For more, go to Robert Brancatelli. The Brancatelli Blog is a member of The Free Media Alliance, which promotes “alternatives to software, culture, and hardware monopolies.”


  1. I don’t know if there is a way out, Robert. Frankly, I feel like I have been under constant assault.

    Immediately after the 2016 election, it was all about “resistance” to a duly elected president. This was followed by “Russia, Russia”, the Mueller report, a phone call to Ukraine, impeachment, COVID, shutdowns, economic catastrophe and isolation, demonstrations, race riots and carnage, devastating storms in our part of the country, now back to where it all started – presidential election year politics. Good God.

    I am soon to be 72, and yearn to breathe free of all of this. I have turned off the electronic media. Print media is bad enough, at least I can skip articles and don’t have people screaming at each other (also planned, of course) on a cable news panel.

    Better to think about the Spirit, as you suggest. Things that matter. Things that will outlive these troubled times.

  2. You post was awesome. Sin is a failure of the heart. Satan desires us to sin and to pull our faith away from God. Why, Because God exemplifies all that is good. Love, peace patience, kindness and joy. When we accept Christ we accept his holy spirit. The desire should be to serve and help others in one human race.
    thanks brother for your post.

  3. Thank you, Robert. So beautiful, so appreciated. More words I am singing these days…
    Hallelujah: Un soldado a casa hoy regresó, y un niño enfermo se curó, y hoy no hay trabajo
    en el bosque que la lluvia. El desamparado se salvó por causa de una buena acción y nadie lo repudia…Hallelujah.

  4. For what it’s worth (sorry, couldn’t resist the acknowledgement), I find this blog entry hopeful and comforting at such a disheartening, frightening time. Oh, for that ‘gentle whisper’! Thanks, Rob.

      1. Agree absolutely. I always have the latter, and think my ‘batting average’ on the former is fairly good!

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