| thought i told yah that we wont stopHillsongs - United Live Verse 1: A thousand times I've failed
Still Your mercy remains
And should I stumble again
I'm caught in Your grace
Everlasting
Your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending
Your glory goes beyond all fame
Verse 2:
Your will above all else
My purpose remains
The art of losing myself
In bringing You praise
Everlasting
Your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending
Your glory goes beyond all fame
Pre-chorus:
In my heart and my soul
Lord I give You control
Consume me from the inside out
Lord let justice and praise
Become my embrace
To love you from the inside out
Chorus:
Everlasting
Your light will shine when all else fades
Never ending
Your glory goes beyond all fame
And the cry of my heart
Is to bring You praise
From the inside out
Lord my soul cries out
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"When our depravity meets His divinity it is a beautiful collision"
David Crowder
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| Jill Carattini
A Little Yeast
Seven out of ten people have a root beer story, or so I was recently
told. First created in 1875, the original American soft drink is an
icon of early popular culture with an ageless charm. Root beer, someone
said, reminds Americans of the way they once were. Root beer reminds me
of my grandfather.
The basement was his laboratory. The unreachable glass bottles lined
the basement shelves, which seemed to a 6 year-old like a giant train
around the ceiling. Seeing them in their lofty state always quickened
my hope that this would be the night; drinking root beer was a family
event.
No two root beer recipes seem to be the same, and many require an
intricate list of ingredients, from sassafras root to juniper berries
to yucca extract. But for those who enjoy the carbonated fizz, the most
important ingredient is yeast. Natural carbonation occurs when yeast
eats the sugar in the solution, creating carbon gas. Fizzy and spicy,
my grandfather's homemade recipe was better than anything I've had
since.
But there was one batch that went dreadfully wrong. I don't fully
understand the science behind it; I'm not sure if the problem was too
much yeast or the wrong kind. But I remember the basement being
quarantined for several days and the sounds of warfare coming up from
the floorboards. Like a belt of ammunition, the carefully lined-up
bottles were exploding one by one sending syrup and shards of glass
from floor to ceiling. Since then, I have been somewhat cautious around
yeast.
As the apostle Paul was writing to the Galatian Church, he had in mind
the things that were most plaguing the community. "You were running a
good race. Who cut in on you and kept you from obeying the truth?" he
asks. "That kind of persuasion does not come from the one who calls
you. 'A little yeast works through the whole batch of dough'"
(Galatians 5:7-9). There was a false teacher among them speaking words
that would ferment into something dangerous if they would allow it.
Paul was confident they would heed his time-critical warning.
The imagery of yeast at work in deceptive words is frightening. Yeast
is hidden by the dough or liquid it works in; it is small and virtually
undetectable, yet it meticulously works its way throughout the
environment that houses it. Like the bottles that lined our basement
shelves, a negative word hidden away and festering in my mind can
explode any minute. A word void of truth stored in a community or in a
faulty motive can cause more mess and damage than detonated soda
bottles. "A little yeast works all through the dough," Paul warned—a
warning sent not only to the Galatians who were plagued with false
teaching, but to the Corinthians whose prideful speech was threatening
their vision of Christ.
God has created us with the gift of language, the power of speech.
Fearfully and wonderfully, we must recognize it in us and around us.
But the yeast of words works both ways.
In all of the batches of root beer we enjoyed over the years, most of
yeast did its job well. The soda came out fizzing and spicy, the
perfect combination of sweet and sparkling. In the gospel of Matthew,
Jesus describes the kingdom of heaven as yeast at work and hidden. Like
yeast, the kingdom of God is alive and growing, and working its way
through the nations. Where God's word may seem obscured or lost, his
spirit is spreading, working its way through hearts and cities,
families and homelands.
Holding the power of life and death, the words we speak and the words
we come in contact with go forth and do not return void. Like God's
word, which became flesh and transformed all of time, so our words
shape and change things. With our words we mold attitudes,
expectations, and situations—furthering death or fostering life,
causing explosions or wielding the peace of Christ. Our words are
life-effecting; his words are life. Our words can act as the yeast of
the kingdom or the yeast of the Pharisees; He is word made flesh,
dwelling among us, full of grace and truth. A little yeast works all through the dough.
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