AT THE FEET OF JESUS

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 few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.” – Luke 10:38-42

For the first time in our 20 year marriage, Chris & I will be hosting my beautiful Krukar family for Thanksgiving. It will also be our first time together as a family since Mom and Dad ‘s passing a year ago. My heart is so full of many different emotions as I anticipate everyone’s arrival: incredible love, joy, gratitude, humility, yet grief and deep loss as well. But my prayer as soon as plans were made to have our reunion here was, “Lord, help me not be Martha!”

THE MARTHA COMPLEX

What is it about us women and the whole “Martha” complex? I have it bad, particularly with Thanksgiving around the bend. I’m stressing about stressing! Can anyone relate?

But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made.

Martha, was too busy even to notice that the Son of the Most High God was in her very presence while Mary did nothing but sit and listened at his feet. The childish part of me wants to cry out, “Not Fair!” But the soft gentle whisper of my Lord says, “Jenny, slow down, come and sit at my feet.” What would that look like, feel like if we sat at the feet of our Lord? Even as I write this, an incredible peace is flooding my heart and tears are clouding my vision because this is where I belong. This is where YOU belong. This is the place of beautiful submission, of rest, and ironically of strength.

SITTING AT THE FEET OF JESUS

When my family arrives, I want them to enter a home warmed with the Spirit of Christ, not frantic and chaotic. My prayer is that they experience His peace and joy here. I know that is what Mom and Dad wanted. This was their favorite time of year – fully experiencing the blessing of family love and togetherness. That is my prayer for you as well: Come, sit at the feet of Jesus!

“Martha, Martha,” (“Jenny, Jenny”) the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”

Happy Thanksgiving to you my friends and may the peace of Christ flood your homes!