Pentecost ushered in a new era for the apostles, one overflowing with zeal, passion and fire as the Holy Spirit filled them. It is appropriate that as the Church celebrates Pentecost, so to do I celebrate an uprising of the Holy Spirit within my own soul. As the Lord churns my heart, my passions and desires begin to emerge on the surface. It is so beautiful how even our own souls are a mystery to us. Like a rose that unfolds slowly throughout our lifetime, my heart seems to introduce itself to me time and again in new ways. It is not always a beautiful process, and can often be a painful process, but with the thorns come the uncompromising beauty of the luscious red (or sometimes yellow) petals.