Mary and Martha...

Luke 10:38-42

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 only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."

Tonight I sat listening to my heartbeat. Tha-thump. Tha-thump. At the moment it was slow and steady. There are times when its fast and frantic. I was thinking about one of the stories mentioned in cg tonight. Mary or Martha. What kind of heart do I have? I think sometimes its definitely got Mary tendencies. There are certainly moments when I'm glowing with the joy of just sitting at His knee. Or loving others knowing I'm doing it for Him. Sigh...

Then there are my Martha moments. I think Martha gets a bit of a bum rap with this story. She had her priorities a little off, but I don't think it was the end of the world. Holy moly, when I get to serve someone, I love it. And yeah, there is opportunity for worry when you are rushing around trying to fix everything, care for everyone, keep every duck in its row.

I wonder what happened after Jesus gently called her name and reminded her to rest. Did she slow down? Did she look into His eyes and feel her heart beat immediately calm like the ripple on a quiet summer lake?

I guess I'm a bit of a mutt. Little bit of Mary, little bit of Martha, but all of my heart completely His.