I've had "Holy Spirit Come" by Damascus Worship on repeat lately, and I keep sitting with how surprised I was to learn it came out of a Catholic community. As a charismatic Methodist, I'll admit I carried some quiet assumptions about where this kind of music comes from — the kind that names the Spirit directly, invites him to fall, and isn't shy about wanting more than a passing encounter. I didn't expect to find that same hunger, expressed with that same freedom, from a Catholic worship team.
The song makes a distinction: it asks for presence over power, friendship over feeling, fullness rather than just a taste. It's easy to want the goosebumps and the momentary charge. It's harder to want an actual relationship that outlasts the feeling — one built on faith rather than just fire. The line about fire fading without faith is powerful.
There's also something disarming about a song that just says "however You wanna come, just come." We don't need a certain formula, posture, or have a need to control the moment. Just an open hand.
I don't say any of this to make a point about denominational lines. If anything, it's humbled me. I think I'd quietly assumed that Spirit-forward worship was mostly a protestant charismatic thing, and here's a Catholic community modeling the exact posture I want more of in my own life — a friendship with the Spirit, not just a feeling. It's a good reminder that God isn't nearly as tidy about our categories as we are.