I settle myself on the porch step with tea steaming.
It’s cold, but snow continues to recede under determined sun.
Chortles and trills and tweets and squawks and caws and peeps fill the air.
Two geese honk and circle before they land on the pond.
Stuff to be done stuffs my brain.
But still I sit.
I spy orange in the field.
November-tossed porch pumpkin perches at field edge.
I must see this up close.
Frosty and flaky, it lifts light.
Feels like papier mache.
Popped and split.
I turn it over and note how brighter color remains where skin nests.
I suspect it will soon serve others.
Just by being.
Until it is gone.
Bill talked about Mary and Martha yesterday.
How Martha was more task oriented. How Mary was more people oriented.
How Martha was more into doing. How Mary was more into being.
As they continued on their travel, Jesus entered a village. A woman by the name of Martha welcomed him and made him feel quite at home. She had a sister, Mary, who sat before the Master, hanging on every word he said. But Martha was pulled away by all she had to do in the kitchen. ~Luke 10:38-40 (Message)
Martha welcomed him and made him feel at home. But then she was pulled away and later, of course, came back out (probably all sweaty and floured) to complain that Mary wasn’t helping.
“Martha, dear Martha, you’re fussing far too much and getting yourself worked up over nothing. One thing only is essential, and Mary has chosen it–it’s the main course, and won’t be taken from her.” ~Luke 10:41-42 (Message)
Martha could have just made everyone cheese sandwiches and filled a plate with grapes. But she got carried away with the cookbooks and cooked up several courses. Kitchen piled with dishes.
Not a bad thing.
But she got busy with the doing and forgot the being.
She forgot that her serving should flow from being.
That serving the Master should flow from being with the Master.
Speaking of doing, I remember I have things to do.
And I go back inside.
But I’m distracted by red and blue.
And then I spy orange!
I dance from window to window.
I forget that I have things to do.
Forget the Martha me.
In tune with the Mary me.
But now you must be holy in everything you do, just as God–who chose you to be his children–is holy. For he himself has said, “You must be holy because I am holy. 1 Peter 1:15-16 (NLT)
Bill continues preaching, but I’m stopped cold. I never noticed before that “being” trumps “doing” 3:1 in these verses.
The doing flows from the being.
I go back outside.
I peel pumpkin skin aside and touch shriveled frozen flesh.
And in the peeling, my heart of flesh beats warm.
I have seen the Lord.
In the being.
I’ve played toward Him.
And now I have things to do.
Will you take time to just be this week?
Will you take some some to play towards Him?
Linking today with Laura and Michelle and L.L.