I am Mary at heart. In the evening, I ramble across the fields with my friend, Jesus, knowing how privileged I am to be sharing the joy of creation with the Creator Himself, and I sense His delight in my appreciation of His artwork.
Sometimes I sit on an anthill and ask Him things, or just listen to the tiny sounds around me and perceive His unfathomable greatness, reaching beyond the galaxies and yet revealed in every tiny detail. Wisdom, Perfection, Awesome Power, and yet fully focused on my every thought, spending moments with me that stretch on to eternity. His words are a gentle whisper - I cannot catch them all, so I hold them lightly against my heart and wait.
I am Martha in the flesh - too busy to wander about on hills. 100 things to be done, and fast! People get in my way, keep interrupting me. They're everywhere - in the traffic, on ends of phones, on the streets asking for my money, in the bathroom when I want it, even staying in my house!
Sometimes I sit on an anthill and ask Him things, or just listen to the tiny sounds around me and perceive His unfathomable greatness, reaching beyond the galaxies and yet revealed in every tiny detail. Wisdom, Perfection, Awesome Power, and yet fully focused on my every thought, spending moments with me that stretch on to eternity. His words are a gentle whisper - I cannot catch them all, so I hold them lightly against my heart and wait.
I am Martha in the flesh - too busy to wander about on hills. 100 things to be done, and fast! People get in my way, keep interrupting me. They're everywhere - in the traffic, on ends of phones, on the streets asking for my money, in the bathroom when I want it, even staying in my house!
And the worst thing about them is they all keep needing to be fed. All those hours buying food, preparing food, cleaning up after food . . . and really, Lord, don't you think my sister (or husband) could help me. Yes, of COURSE I love them, but you see, I'm just far too busy at the moment.
Up the hill I go again, dragging my feet, weighed down, not really in the mood. This time His voice thunders through His word. "Do not fret, it leads only to evil; my yoke is easy, my burden is light; no branch can bear fruit by itself, it must remain in the vine; I equip you with everything good for doing my will, AND work in you what is pleasing to me. You are my workmanship, created for a life of good deeds, and by the way, those things you were moaning about, those were the very things I had prepared for you to do. Do everything without complaining or arguing. Love is patient and kind. You are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen the better way . . ."
He replaces my rags with a robe of righteousness, my heavy spirit with a garment of praise. I am crowned with love and compassion, and His divine power has given me everything I need for life and godliness so my youth is renewed like the eagle.
Back in the kitchen, I feel light and free. It must be the law of the spirit of life, liberating me from the law of sin and death. Thanks be to God, it IS through Jesus Christ my Lord, who does not condemn or reject me for my inadequacies and failures, but gave His life to save mine, and draws me back again and again to that place at His feet.
(Scripture references in order of appearing: Luke 10:39-42, Romans 7:24-25, Psalm 37:8, Matthew 11:28, John 15:4, Hebrews 13:21, Ephesians 2:10, Philippians 2:14-15, 1 Corinthians 13:4, Luke 10:42, Isaiah 61:10, Psalm 103:3-5, 2 Peter 1:3, Isaiah 40:31, Romans 8:2)
Up the hill I go again, dragging my feet, weighed down, not really in the mood. This time His voice thunders through His word. "Do not fret, it leads only to evil; my yoke is easy, my burden is light; no branch can bear fruit by itself, it must remain in the vine; I equip you with everything good for doing my will, AND work in you what is pleasing to me. You are my workmanship, created for a life of good deeds, and by the way, those things you were moaning about, those were the very things I had prepared for you to do. Do everything without complaining or arguing. Love is patient and kind. You are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen the better way . . ."
He replaces my rags with a robe of righteousness, my heavy spirit with a garment of praise. I am crowned with love and compassion, and His divine power has given me everything I need for life and godliness so my youth is renewed like the eagle.
Back in the kitchen, I feel light and free. It must be the law of the spirit of life, liberating me from the law of sin and death. Thanks be to God, it IS through Jesus Christ my Lord, who does not condemn or reject me for my inadequacies and failures, but gave His life to save mine, and draws me back again and again to that place at His feet.
(Scripture references in order of appearing: Luke 10:39-42, Romans 7:24-25, Psalm 37:8, Matthew 11:28, John 15:4, Hebrews 13:21, Ephesians 2:10, Philippians 2:14-15, 1 Corinthians 13:4, Luke 10:42, Isaiah 61:10, Psalm 103:3-5, 2 Peter 1:3, Isaiah 40:31, Romans 8:2)
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