worries. distractions.

Now as they went on their way, he entered a certain village, where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. She had a sister named Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet and listened to what he was saying. But Martha was distracted by her many tasks; so she came to him and asked, "Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to do all the work by myself? Tell her then to help me." But the Lord answered her, "Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; there is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part, which will not be taken away from her." Luke 10:38-42

By nature I am a worrier. I don't want to worry. I don't like worrying. I just worry. So does my mom and my grandma. I come from good people.

As a relational person and a worrier/planner I wrestle between the characteristics of these two women. However, my priorities are screwed up. While Martha's deeds are good. Mary's are better. Mary's priorities are right and good. Martha is so distracted by the task at hand that she does not appreciate Jesus' presence with them! Whoa! (I hear D saying Je-sus!) If Martha missed Jesus - what am I missing? How are my worries and distractions keeping me from hearing God?

Thus begins my attempt to be more like Mary and less like Martha.