One of the luxuries of being on sabbatical is that I have time to bake bread, a cathartic practice that helped me cope with the stress and frustration of dissertation writing. So this afternoon, as I tried to cope with the stress and frustration of yesterday’s result, the kids and I are making honey wheat rolls for supper.
Kneading and shaping the dough never fails to remind me of Jesus’ shortest parable:
The kingdom of heaven is like yeast that a woman took and mixed in with three measures of flour until all of it was leavened. (Mt 13:33)
Whatever you’ve been doing today that may seem impossibly small and mundane against the cataclysmic shifts of the past 24 hours, may you continue to do it in hope and in joy — knowing that if it is what you are called to do for the good of others, you may be doing the kingdom work of leavening.
The Pietist Schoolman 