Mary and Martha.
I love God’s sense of humor, his sense of timing and his constant urging.
You see, it happened again this week.
God using what I hear, see and read to get His ultimate plan through my thick skull.
As I’ve mentioned before I start most mornings watching Joyce Meyers. And yesterday, guess what she talked about.
Yeah, that’s right.
Mary and Martha.
Then yesterday at a work retreat, out of the blue I was asked to prepare a special dessert for a co-worker whose last day is Friday. I wanted to say no, but my boss was there and so was everyone else in my office. So, I said yes. I had to, right?
What???? How did that happen?
Oh yeah, I know. Busy making things and bringing them in. Trying to impress those I work with. Trying to be sure everything is perfect. Being busy.
After complaining about that experience to my husband, I pick up Tracie’s book and start to read chapter 12. From the very first sentence I knew where we were headed.
And, I giggled.
I giggled. And shook my head. And had a conversation right there with God.
See, I’m a Martha.
I know I am.
I worry. I clean. I fret. I clean. I complain about lack of time and then invite 10 people over for dinner. And, I clean.
I told God. I told him.
I want to be a Mary.
But I’m afraid if I don’t do, then no one will.
You know what he told me.
That’s right. He told me to choose the “one thing.”
So I am.
And those I love will be fine.
The young wives I love will pick up the slack and I will allow them to do so.
Choosing will become not a stressful event, but a calming influence.
And, I will try to be who Mary was.
“Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.” Luke 10:42b
Let me sit at his feet, hear his word and live the life he has planned for me. And may I, like the prophet in Lamentations say:
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.
“The Lord is my portion,” says my soul, “therefore I will hope in him.” Lamentations 3:22-24