The following meditation
was written by Doug Hood’s son, Nathanael Hood,
a seminary student at
Princeton Theological Seminary
And again he said, “To what
shall I compare the kingdom of God?
It is like leaven that a woman took and hid in three
measures of flour, until it was all leavened.” Luke 13:20,21
(English Standard Version)
For the first several months of the COVID-19 pandemic, I
lived in a part of Brooklyn near one of the worst viral hotspots in the entire
country. Not too far from my apartment were hospitals that had to bring
refrigerated trucks in to store the bodies of pandemic victims because they
were literally running out of space to put them. The entire city shut down and
was ordered to shelter in place. These were some of the hardest months of my
life, not only because I knew I was risking it every time I went out for
essentials like groceries and medicine, but because I found myself unemployed
after barely a week of quarantine. With no job and nowhere to go other than my
phone for distraction, time began to lose its meaning. Every day and every week
was just like the one before. With no end in sight, my emotions began spinning
out of control.
But then my roommate made a suggestion: let’s make a
sourdough starter. To make one, all you need is flour and water. You soak some
flour, let it sit somewhere stuffy overnight, add more flour and water the next
day, and repeat the process until you have a richly sour and runny paste you
can use as leaven to make bread with. It sounds easy, but it isn’t. Any number
of things can wreck a starter: using the wrong amount of water or flour,
exposing it to too much oxygen, exposing it to too little oxygen,
letting it get too hot or too cold, not “feeding” it with fresh flour on
schedule, and many more. The point is, making a starter required a level of
attention and discipline that cut through the fog of my boredom and despair. It
gave me a purpose to set my alarm every morning.
But as someone who has now dabbled in amateur baking, I see
this parable differently. Note that “three measures” of flour in ancient Israel
would be roughly equivalent to forty to sixty pounds. Whoever this woman is,
she’s preparing a feast. But before she can feed the masses, she must first
make enough leaven, a process that must’ve taken literal weeks, if not months,
of patient, diligent work. Our walk with God is no different. It too takes
tireless commitment and effort for it to properly ferment into something we can
use. Regular worship, Bible study, personal reflection…these are all tools we
can use to work the flour of our faith into the living water of God (John
4:10). Only then, after the work has been done, can we find a faith we can use
to leaven both ourselves and others. And the results, like my first sourdough
loaf in Brooklyn, will be delicious.
Joy,
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