If we only we had eyes to see and ears to hear and wits to understand, we would know that the Kingdom of God in the sense of holiness, goodness, beauty is as close as breathing and crying out to be born both within ourselves and within the world;
We would know that the Kingdom of God is what all of us hunger for above all other things even when we don’t know its name or realise that it’s what we’re starving to death for.
The Kingdom of God is where our best dreams come from and our truest
prayers. We glimpse it at those moments when we find ourselves being better than we are and wiser than we know. We catch sight of it when at a moment of crisis a strength seems to come to us that is greater than our own strength.
The Kingdom of God is where we belong. It is home, and whether we realise it or not, I think we are all homesick for it.