Now there were devout Jews from every nation under heaven living in Jerusalem. And at this sound the crowd gathered and was bewildered, because each one heard them speaking in the native language of each. Amazed and astonished, they asked, “Are not all these who are speaking Galileans? And how is it that we hear, each of us, in our own native language? Parthians, Medes, Elamites, and residents of Mesopotamia, Judea and Cappadocia, Pontus and Asia, Phrygia and Pamphylia, Egypt and the parts of Libya belonging to Cyrene, and visitors from Rome, both Jews and proselytes, Cretans and Arabs—in our own languages we hear them speaking about God’s deeds of power.” All were amazed and perplexed, saying to one another, “What does this mean?” But others sneered and said, “They are filled with new wine.”
Reflect and Pray:
Today’s account of what happened says to me there is room at the table for all people. God’s love is for everyone, regardless. Has it ever crossed your mind that someone doesn’t deserve to be at the table for some reason in particular? Say, because an action, a choice, an attitude, a decision? For me this passage is a reminder those decisions and judgment calls are not mine to make. They are God’s and God’s alone.