In the gospels this week we hear some of my favorite parables about the kingdom of God: the leavening yeast and tiny mustard seed, the buried treasure and the merchant seeking a priceless pearl. I’ve always loved those brief, irreducible story-images, but this time as I listened to the familiar parables, I realized that even though they ask us to contemplate the same mystery, I’ve never really considered the shape they make, gathered together.
If the kingdom of heaven is like yeast that leavens the dough… It takes a dense and flat substance and builds chambers of air through it, raising and lightening and filling with space. It is alive but gives its life to change the bread into a new form.
If the kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed that sprouts and branches to welcome all the birds of the air… It begins small, alive but seemingly inert. It contains inside itself the means to grow and make a dwelling place out of the emptiness, a place of shelter and rest for creatures both earthly and aerial. It takes root in a particular place, draws water and light and air from its environment. It makes itself into a gift of home.
If the kingdom of heaven is like a treasure buried in a field… It’s something we have to seek. It’s hidden – in but not of the place we discover it – and there is no stealing it away. Though it demands everything we have, the proper response can only be to buy the field and the treasure inside it without hesitation, even if it looks to the world like we just purchased an empty field without setting aside anything to build or sow with.
If the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant searching for pearls… It is not just the treasure but also the seeking itself, the seeker in the act of searching and finding. Here again the movement toward the good and the beautiful comes to fruition in another joyfully immediate purchase – the pearl at any cost – but the kingdom is present, already, in hope and in the active pursuit of that treasure.
Each parable taken by itself shows us something, some sliver of mystery. Taken together, they hint at layers deep enough to live our lives inside and still never exhaust the truth.
If the kingdom of God is like each and all of these things… It is treasure and search, sacrifice and new life. It’s an outward branching and an inward transformation, something rooted in and nourished by earthly experience, something that transcends and ennobles its earthly hiding place. It gives of itself to offer shelter, dwelling, rest, and is not diminished. I can only name it Love.
We find the kingdom of God in heaven, certainly, in our perfect union with God, who is Love. But the kingdom is also here with us when we seek His loving presence. This weekend, as we pray in the Our Father, “Your kingdom come,” let us embrace the words with renewed hope. May we participate ever more deeply in bringing this kingdom into our lives and our communities by loving God and one another. It is the treasure that costs everything we have, that is worth more than all the world.
