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Thursday, May 2, 2013

Martha or Mary

When I was younger my mom made a worship cd.  She wrote the music.  She wrote the lyrics.  She rocked it out.  There was one song about Martha and Mary, and of course their relationship with Jesus.   I do not remember the entire song, or all the verses, but I do remember part of the chorus:  "Martha, Martha, Martha whatcha doin, no thanks I don't want that cup of tea."  The words were spoken by Jesus to Martha.    The song itself used to make my laugh in it's simplicity.   It seemed silly, and in my childhood was one of my mom's more light-hearted songs.  But when I take another look as an adult I can definitely feel the weight of my mom's words the words of Jesus calling me to sit at his feet.

In Luke Chapter 10: 38-42 it says:   " As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”

 “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one.[a] Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”

It is difficult for me to read this passage sometimes because I am not Mary in this scene.  I am not saying that I don't spend time with the Lord.  I read my bible, I spend time in prayer, and I do love quiet time alone with Jesus.   But, in the core of who I am, I am Martha.   If Jesus were to come to my house I would want to serve him coffee, and dinner.  I would want to make him comfortable.  I would want the house to be clean and I would want my kids to behave.  My first thought would not be to sit at his feet.

I am a busy person, and one of my main love languages is acts of service.  I love to serve my family, to serve my husband, to serve in the church, and to serve my friends.   I find it difficult to quiet my mind.   

What an incredible calling though that Jesus gives to Martha, and in extent to all of us.  Stop worrying and sit at his feet.  That is what is important.  Everything else will fall into place. 

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