No one knows what to believe. Chaos has reigned in the city. Angry mobs have filled the streets, driven to violence and irrational anger by their opinions. They demand that the public comply with their desires, and threaten to take compliance by force.Government officials refuse to assume responsibility for their corrupt actions, and bribery and coercion are the norm among the most powerful leaders.. They pass the buck, both figuratively and literally. Dirty money has both purchased and forsaken loyalty. The people have witnessed brutality and even murder in their streets. Innocent people die, while evil perpetrators go free.Experts in the law ignore due process and the writ of law, compelled by their own ideology. Rightly or wrongly, the people fear that law-enforcement has become a rogue militia for few in power. Even the religious leaders point fingers at one another and act upon a voracious appetite for power rather than upon the holy Scriptures.. Shocked and dismayed, many citizens retreat to their homes, believing they will be the next victims.

Fear and uncertainty hang like a haze over the city, and out of it rumors and accusations flutter and swoop like bats seeking a place to roost. Having witnessed the impossible, noone knows what to believe.

The scene is not Anytown, USA in the year 2020. It is Jerusalem, around 33 A.D., Ano domini. It is there, in the midst of the chaos and confusion, that a small group of people who do know what they believe gather. And it is there, in that same turmoil and upheaval, where the Lord God pours out His Holy Spirit . The fact that God is omnipresent and omniscient reminds us that He could have chosen a beucolic peaceful setting in which to fulfill His promise.