They had been waiting so long for this. It was an interminable fifty days since Jesus had risen from the dead. It had been ten long days since Jesus had ascended into heaven from that mountain outside of Jerusalem and that angel had told them to go back to Jerusalem and wait. They had to wait again for what must have seemed like an eternity to finally receive what they had been waiting for - the gift of the Holy Spirit.

Then it happened. In the midst of a sound of a rushing wind with tongues of fire dancing on their heads, the disciples were suddenly able to speak in a myriad of foreign languages. These were humble Galileans. They were poor. They had not gone to school. They had not taken the latest Berlitz course in some foreign language. These were uneducated people. And yet, they were …