Pentecost draws us into the perfect love between the Father and the Son. Their sigh of love fills the world: “a driving wind” fills the house in which the apostles were. They begin to speak with this same breath, speaking only one word: “Jesus.” “Only by the Holy Spirit,” St. Paul testifies, “can anyone say that Jesus is Lord.” 
   Only by the Holy Spirit do we even know that we have a Savior, one who can purify our hobbled human love. The Holy Spirit, however, is not only oxygen to people who are suffocating, but also the fire that feeds on that oxygen. Not only a strong driving wind filled the house, but fire filled the air above the apostles. 
   The sigh of love between Father and Son becomes a fire animating the entire world. Human love needs to be purified. The human embrace can only be fruitful—can bring us to “flourishing” to use a popular word—by virtue of the Holy Spirit. A man and a woman in love humbly ask God’s permission to enter a true embrace, begging the Holy Spirit to fill them on their wedding day. Only after they make their vows before God’s altar may they kiss. Recklessly entering a “relationship” without first begging help from the Holy Spirit will disappoint us, and eventually hurt everyone around us. 
   We who believe, in one God, the Creator and Sustainer of all the universe, try our best not to stop at the natural world. As Paul says in the first chapter of his letter to the Romans, all the cosmos points to something greater than itself. Every drop of water, every galactic cluster, is sacramental, pointing beyond itself to a greater good. It’s not easy to go beyond the natural world, for the cosmic weight itself seems infinite, or at least beyond wonder. But it is not. What is beyond wonder is He who made it. 
   It is hard, I say, to believe in what must seem to most as an invisible Man behind the curtain. What proof do we have of His existence? We cannot prove God’s existence, actually, but we have an abundance of evidence that the marvelous intricacies of the cosmos are not random. I desire a personal God who made the stars and starfish for sheer love, and as St. Thomas Aquinas says, no natural desire is unfulfillable. I have the desire because its fulfillment is attainable. There is something more even than this wonderful world.