The small fishing hut is barely visible in the mist that rises over the edge of the wetlands. The marsh and sky both look as though they are on fire. Is this what the first flame of the Holy Spirit looked like when it came to the disciples in a small dark room? Was the flame of Pentecost more like a fiery, enveloping mist than a roaring flame? Has it been coming to me again and again? Is it just that I haven’t had the eyes to see it?