"As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what he said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, "Lord, don't you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!"
"Martha, Martha," the Lord answered, "you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."" Luke 10:38-42
Yesterday I was being a Martha. Then David dared come in the same room as I, to remind me how having people over when I was growing up was sometimes a stressful thing and to be careful not to let it be for our girls. Ouch! That really stung, but it was so needed.
Do you find yourself scurrying around the house getting everything in order for company and forgetting what's really important? Who really cares if there are cobwebs in the corners? Who really cares that the tops of light-switch covers may have dust? Seriously! These were the things I was tending to around a bustling family and making them miserable in the process.
But then I was reprimanded by my husband. The man that God gave to me, to help make me the godly woman He desires for me to be. Then, I remembered Jessica saying to me (after I warned her that we live in a modest house) that it's the people she's coming to see, not the house. And then, I remembered what Jesus said to Martha. And finally...then, I learned my lesson. Though I'm sure it won't be the last time. What lessons do you struggle with learning?
It's easy when your spiritual gift is that of hospitality, to let it consume you. My favorite things to do are care for my home, cook and bake and then welcome people into my (hopefully) warm and inviting home. But to do it in such a way that I ruin it for my family in the process, and have to collapse in complete exhaustion after everyone has left just leaves me drained and well, alone.
Lord, thank you for the gentle (and not so gentle) reminders of what's important to you. And thank you for my sweet girls that were so excited just to see the flowers I brought home this morning. May company in our home always be a joyful experience for everyone, especially my family and especially in the days and hours leading up to those times. And bless our time with friends this week-end, may our conversations be pleasing to your ears. ~Amen