November 1st

“He told them another 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.” Matthew 13:33

it is like seeing a video of my Mom,
as you slip into that faded apron,
sprinkle grace on the tabletop
as well as your hands
and gently begin to knead
your Beloved Community into
the dense dough of our lives.
it is there where we often don’t notice—
corners of a kitchen
curled up like a sleepy cat,
the booth echoing with laughter
of a group of aging girlfriends,
in the soft touch of a weary nurse.
there’s no DJ amped music,
no ‘breaking news’ dings,
no shouts of OMG!
just that slow proofing
as hope begins to ferment,
as justice begins to take shape,
as the texture of love swells
into that bread broken
so all might be fed new life.

© 2025 Thom M. Shuman

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