Martha, Martha- Mary, Mary
My soul groaned as I read “Martha, Martha” as if I could almost hear Jesus say “Mary, Mary”
As I said yesterday I have always seen myself more as a Mary. One day I realized at some point I had become a Martha!
I flopped down into my chair at the kitchen table. I sighed, I was exhausted. Sitting in front of me was all the things I needed for my daily time with Jesus. my mental checklist n through my head “Do I have time to spend with Jesus?”
I was in a phase of busyness. Exhaustion defined my days. I was short with the ones I loved.
My heart yelled, “God don’t you see I need help?”
“I am juggling ALL these things… I’m stressed and exhausted and I cannot do this all alone.”
It all comes clear
Like a hit upside the head, I looked down at the kitchen table and there sat my journal. Wasn’t I doing all the good things? I hadn’t chosen the better thing in I didn’t know how long. As I smiled and hung my head, I knew I Couldn’t give what I didn’t have. what I was trying to do was pour out from an empty pitcher.
I was wringing out a dry sponge expecting water.
As I sat there I felt like Martha running around serving my little brains out. Something great for sure. NOT THE BEST I could have chosen.
I knew what I had to do. I picked up my Bible (aka an app on my phone) and I opened my journal.
SIDE NOTE: I have a healthy dose f Mary and Martha coursing through me. I cycle through the habits and focus of these two women on a regular basis. My heart’s desire is to find a healthy balance between the two of them It is a battle I wage regularly!
Now it’s Your turn.
Are you more of a Mary or a Martha?
If you are a Martha, what can you do to actively pursue more time at the feet of Jesus?
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