The Kingdom of God is like a crowd and a panel of judges with sneering faces - when they’re faced with a humble, unassuming, quiet man lacking in confidence wanting to sing opera - becoming suddenly stunned and convicted of the wrongness of their pre-judgements when that unimpressive plain commoner starts singing and his voice begins to shine like a thousand stars in the skies; and suddenly that man is known by his name, just the way he’s always needed to be known.

Paul Potts in the Audition, the Semi-Finals, and then the Finals

The Kingdom of God is like a fragile little girl who, with her voice, captivates the heart of her listeners and draws them into her song without even trying. The Kingdom of Heaven is like a crowd who legitimises the place of a little girl and recognises her equal personhood in the scheme of an adult world. “Let the little children come to me, for the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these.”