“Now it came to pass, as they went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house.
And she had a sister called Mary, which also sat at Jesus’ feet, and heard his word.
But Martha was cumbered about much serving, and came to him, and said, Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone? bid her therefore that she help me.
And Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.”
Luke 10:38-42 KJV
The joy of being still and sat at the makers feet, his words sweeter than honey. How they are soothing to the very bone. I would hate to miss out on such a beautiful encounter due to the busyness of life. I have heard a lot people say you are either a Mary or Martha. Dilemma, what happens when you are both? Now hear me out before you think this a whole load of rubbish.
My body has been defeated and beaten into the figure that embodies Mary’s posture. I don’t have to try so hard to practice being dead. Lay still, no movements and just stare. Simple. However, my mind is Martha. The moment I get into character, my mind makes a trip to the past, present and future all in one go. It becomes a wild hungry beast who desires to devour any form of stillness.How do you hear when you are preoccupied ? How can you be truly dead, if your mind is more alive than ever?
I find my self with lips that desire to be dead for God and worship him but a mind or rather a heart that’s far away from that. The most fascinating aspect of it all, is the moment I come out of being Mary my mind decides to be still. Here I am thinking what is going on, now is the time for my neurones to fire thoughts faster than the speed of light, reminding me of all the millions of things I need to get through. Nope, all the brain juice is gone.
Martha mind, Mary posture. I desire to remain in the oneness of Mary forgetting all that matters and just sitting at the feet of Jesus, honouring from my heart and lips. I guess the big problem if you haven’t identified it yet, is “remaining” in character. I’m acting, rather than truly being, I’m doing. Joyce Meyer once said God never called us to be human doings but human beings.
I need to become a Mary and not practice being a Mary with a Martha heart. Disciplining my mind to become that which it needs to become. See the flesh is a very good servant but a terrible master. Allowing my mind to lead under the submission of myself ends up looking like I’m serving God when I haven’t had any intimacy with him.
Constantly praying for a still mind and postured heart! What’s the use of having a still body when I can only worship in spirit and truth?
Maybe this explains the long break I took from writing, being able to transcribe the mind to paper is a skill that requires stillness. Declutter to remain focused!
I pray you have an amazing day! Hope this made sense and it’s able to impact you one way or the other 💗