Beware the yeast of the Pharisees, Jesus warned.
A tiny bit of yeast can make a substantial loaf of bread.
Yesterday I baked the annual Potica we have as a traditional breakfast on
Christmas morning. As I always struggle to get it to rise (in our cold house),
this year I found the old fashioned dried yeast which you activate in warm
water/sugar before adding it to the flour. It seems to have worked as the two
sweet loaves were done in record time.
Over the last few years, I’ve used the type of dried yeast
which sprinkles directly into the flour. Didn’t work very well.
A suitable matrix for the yeast needs to be found, perhaps. If
the yeast of Christ is going to work through my life, I need to be sure he
finds a warm place filled with love, a place in my heart.
As I nurture that space for the yeast of Christ, there will
be no welcome for the yeast of the Pharisees.
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