When i was little, I was enthralled with “The Parable of the Mustard Seed.” I knew what a mustard seed looked like, as my mother and grandmother spent many an hour each summer canning dill pickles; quite often I was allowed to sprinkle in the mustard seeds before adding the requisite stalk of dill. In my child’s mind, I wondered why we are called to have faith “the size of a mustard seed.” With faith this size, we are told in Matthew’s Gospel, we have the potential to move mountains. Why must faith be compared to something so tiny, so insignificant? At the time I reasoned that faith should be more like a bulldozer or a tractor if one was indeed to “move mountains.” It was not until I was in my late thirties that I realized the beauty, the joy, and the strength that is truly housed...
Mustard Seeds and Mountains
teresa marbut is the author of Spiritual Foodways: An Ecofeminist Perspective on Our Sacred Journey with Food (Common Ground, 2015). When not writing and lecturing on food ethics and social justice, she can usually be found in the kitchen.
TERESA MARBUT; Mustard Seeds and Mountains. Tikkun 1 April 2016; 31 (2): 17–19. doi: https://doi.org/10.1215/08879982-3493334
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