“He told them another parable. The kingdom of heaven is like leaven that a woman took and hid in three measures of flour, till it was all leavened.” (Gen. 13:33)
This is not a parable I’m familiar with. I know the one about the bad leaven of the Pharisees. I know the one about the mustard seed growing huge, and the one where all the seeds get scattered, and more… But this woman and her flour? Nope, not ringing a bell.
A one sentence parable that important enough for Jesus to tell. Important enough for the Bible.Probably important enough for some thoughts:
Jesus often used the idea of leaven when referring to the stinkin’ thinkin’ of the Pharisees. But not here. Here the leaven is the kingdom of God.
Here the woman is putting the leaven where it belongs. The leaven is His kingdom. Here it’s being hidden in a good place, a proper place, a place where it’s designed do its work. Umm, duh. But maybe that’s the point. The woman’s not making the flour work, the leaven is. She’s just putting it where it should go.
The kingdom of God didn’t come to earth on a whim. It didn’t come for fame or riches, or fun or fanfare. It didn’t come to conquer the world with flair, it came to reconcile man’s relationship with God.
The kingdom of God came near because the heart of God was never far. He misses the heart of his children. The ones whose hairs He’s numbered – the ones He died for.
God wants his leaven to go where it belongs – deep into the floury mess of people’s lives. Kneaded deep and sure and true.
The kingdom of God is a hidden treasure with powerhouse punch.
But it is GOD is at work. In us. Through us. Working quietly, working deep and working true.
My job is to care about what He cares about: people. My job is to listen when he says: search, sow, throw the net in, forsake all, sell all, invest all… knead it in deep and thoroughly and lets Him do His leavening magic.
We get to distribute hope where it counts – He multiplies the loaves.
Use me Lord. Day by day, Step by step, moment by moment.. just investing the kingdom of your love where it’s supposed to go.