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Luke 13:18 - The Message

18-19 Then he said, “How can I picture God’s kingdom for you? What kind of story can I use? It’s like an acorn that a man plants in his front yard. It grows into a huge oak tree with thick branches, and eagles build nests in it.”

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

18 Then said he, Unto what is the kingdom of God like? and whereunto shall I resemble it?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

18 This led Him to say, What is the kingdom of God like? And to what shall I compare it?

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American Standard Version (1901)

18 He said therefore, Unto what is the kingdom of God like? and whereunto shall I liken it?

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Common English Bible

18 Jesus asked, “What is God’s kingdom like? To what can I compare it?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

18 And so he said: "To what is the kingdom of God similar, and to what figure shall I compare it?

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Luke 13:18
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He tried again. “How can I picture God’s kingdom? It’s like yeast that a woman works into enough dough for three loaves of bread—and waits while the dough rises.”


Then Jesus said, “God’s kingdom is like seed thrown on a field by a man who then goes to bed and forgets about it. The seed sprouts and grows—he has no idea how it happens. The earth does it all without his help: first a green stem of grass, then a bud, then the ripened grain. When the grain is fully formed, he reaps—harvest time!


He told another story. “God’s kingdom is like a farmer who planted good seed in his field. That night, while his hired men were asleep, his enemy sowed thistles all through the wheat and slipped away before dawn. When the first green shoots appeared and the grain began to form, the thistles showed up, too.


“How can I account for the people of this generation? They’re like spoiled children complaining to their parents, ‘We wanted to skip rope and you were always too tired; we wanted to talk but you were always too busy.’ John the Baptizer came fasting and you called him crazy. The Son of Man came feasting and you called him a boozer. Opinion polls don’t count for much, do they? The proof of the pudding is in the eating.”


How can I understand your plight, dear Jerusalem? What can I say to give you comfort, dear Zion? Who can put you together again? This bust-up is past understanding.


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