If you grew up going to church then you have heard the story of Mary and Martha.
In Luke chapter 10 these sister’s story is told. The basic gist is that Jesus comes to their house and Mary sits as his feet, is attentive, in the moment and listens to his teachings. Meanwhile, Martha is slaving away in the kitchen trying to make sure Jesus has a full glass of lemonade, the Rotel dip is hot and the chip bowl is full.
Okay, that may not quite be the accurate biblical details, but you get it… right?
Now I am totally a Martha if I am hosting guests in my home and I have to remind myself to sit down and enjoy the company. But the time I find myself being a Martha that really causes me guilt is when I do this with Nora.
I sometimes try to have it all together and do all the things! I want to cook amazing meals, have a spotless house, have a successful blog, do crafts, have all the laundry done, have all my papers graded, and play with Nora. Well, that just cannot happen!
When I am at work I am often thinking about all the things I need to do at home. I jet off to pick Nora up and as soon as we get home, I start in on my to-do list. I set Nora on the floor to play and I go about my evening tasks occasionally going in to tickle her or make her smile.
Let me tell you what hit me hard the other day. Nora was in the living room surrounded by toys while I made some baby food. I did need to make baby food but I had other opportunities to do so that evening after Nora was asleep. I could hear her jabbering and would go in and check on her every once in a while and make her smile. Then, straight back to my chore.
Once, I went in and actually got down next to her to play and love on her for a bit. Then I got up and went back to the kitchen. The minute I was out of her view, she began to cry. When I came back, she stopped. Talk about convicted. My little gal just wanted her momma to show her some attention and get down on the ground and actually play with her!
I immediately put the baby food aside and chose to be Mary. We cuddled and played and laughed and not only was Nora happy but my heart felt better too!
I want to be a Mary in this incredibly Martha world. These moments won’t last forever and I sure don’t want to miss them!