Doing or Being?
It’s always the same! You always leave me to do everything…
Luke 10:38-42
Martha and Mary
38 The Lord and his disciples were traveling along and came to a village. When they got there, a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. 39 She had a sister named Mary, who sat down in front of the Lord and was listening to what he said. 40 Martha was worried about all that had to be done. Finally, she went to Jesus and said, “Lord, doesn’t it bother you that my sister has left me to do all the work by myself? Tell her to come and help me!”
41 The Lord answered, “Martha, Martha! You are worried and upset about so many things, 42 but only one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen what is best, and it will not be taken away from her.”
It’s always the same.
You always leave me to do everything.
Fetch, carry, get a meal on the table.
Don’t you think I might like to sit and listen just for once? To have the time to stop and think. But there’s so much to do, and you’re not helping.
“But is that really important?” Jesus asked. “Do you think I’ve come here to be fed?”
“Lovely as your meals are, I’ve come to spend time with you. Stop. Take time to listen to me. To share with me. Hear what I have to say. Receive what I have to give.
Stop. Pause. Rest. Listen.”
And I did. And I gained a whole new perspective. I was refreshed, not stressed by his visit.
Come to Jesus.
Rest.
Don’t worry about all that needs to be done.
Spend time in his presence.
Let him feed you…
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I think God might be positively _yelling_ at me… 🙂
Rest.
Don’t worry about all that needs to be done.
Spend time in his presence.
Let him feed you…
🙂
God, being like He is, is using all sorts of different ways to put the self-same message across (I can be a _very_ slow learner at times…) including a couple of scenes in an episode of Endeavour which I’d recorded and finally got around to watching (whilst feelign guilty for “doing nothing useful”!) the other day and your blog post is just the latest in what is beginning to feel like a constant stream… 🙂
But it’s do as I say, not as I do 😉
well God is now using an even more effective way of stopping me physically… today is our 38th wedding anniversary and for the first time ever OH and DS took me out in OH’s yacht. I was dead keen to give it a go (totally unexpected as I have Benign Positional Vertigo, but the conditions today are as good as they’re going to get) and rather foolishly (with hindsight) OH let me steer… i’ve never steered with a tiller before and was OK going in a straight line then he said “hard to starboard” and I managed that then he suddenly yelled in panic “too far – turn back…” and i got it wrong and he grabbed the tiller and shoved it to the correct position. Only problem was, the tiller hit my shin hard, i lost my balance (not difficult with BPV) and toppled backwards and hit my coccyx very hard on the edge of the boat. Once I’d stopped screaming in agony (not exaggerating) the two of them took me straight back to the marina and thence straight to minor Injuries where a broken coccyx was diagnosed and serious rest prescribed! oh well… unaccustomed as I am, I’ve spent several hours this afternoon prone on the couch watching TV. And I feel very much the better for it… 🙂
Mind you, she diagnosed “broken” rather than “bruised” because of the degree of pain, but since starting the paracetemol on getting home the pain is well under control and I’m now suspecting bruised instead. Or a miraculously fast recovery… 😉
If the latter then it’ll only continue provided I’m a very, very good girl and rest lots over the next few days…
Good job I’ve got about a dozen books I want to read and thought there wouldn’t be time for! 🙂
Oooooh…. I’ve broken my coccyx – very, very painful! Take all the time you need to recover, and don’t do too much owwwww!
that’s what’s so odd… after the inital unbelievable agony (I really did scream and nearly passed out) which continued for a mere three hours or so, now I’ve hardly any discomfort at all – and that’s just on a couple of doeses of paracetemol and one of NSAID. I’m allergic to codeine, naproxen, Tramadol and lots of other stuff so am v limited with pain meds.
However, throughout I’ve had the strongest sense that this is all just to be accepted and is ultimately for healing (in it’s broadest sense), somehow – and for the first time in my life (I do not exaggerate) my response has been to absolutely follow advice and _rest_ rather than continually pushing to see just what I can manage.
Next Friday we’re going to Birmingham and back for the day for a family wedding… (from Gosport!!) and OH has decreed we’ll go in his car (which is too heavy for me to drive at the best of times) and he’ll do all the driving… and do you know what? I’m not arguing despite being in practically no pain at the moment!
and the awesomeness of God continually amazes me… 🙂