Yeast.

A tiny seed.

The kingdom of heaven is not like blaring trumpets, wealthy nations, military prowess, or social media empires.

I read these descriptions from Jesus and I hope. I read them and I relax. I read them and a sense of peace seeps through the cracks of my soul.

God grows his kingdom imperceptibly, slowly, out of sight. God doesn’t need me or my efforts to grow his kingdom, although he graciously allows me to take part.

Today, during holy week, the kingdom grows. I can’t see where, or in what ways, but it roots and expands and swells, soon to burst forth.

Thank you, Lord.

Luke 13:18-21 in week thirteen of reading the Bible cover to cover

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