Thursday, September 29, 2011

Are you a Martha?


Luke 10:38-42

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. 40 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”.
My Martha Story
A few weeks ago I attended a staff wind-up party at a Bible camp I had been serving at all summer.  After a late supper, my friend Shalice and I decided we were going to bake a cake for one of the girls we worked with, whose birthday was approaching at midnight.  It was 9:00 pm and time was ticking. Not only did I tell my family that I would be back home to play board games with them around 10:00pm, but we only had half an hour before the ‘last’ campfire started. With haste, I scoured the pantry and found the ingredients needed. As the batter was being whipped up, I worked on the icing, and before we knew it, the cake was in the oven baking. The only dilemma was that the campfire was starting in less than five minutes, and the cake still had fifteen more minutes left on the timer.
*Decision*
I told Shalice that I would stay behind and come as soon as the cake was finished baking. I would only be ten minutes late, right? I paced back and forth in the empty kitchen, studying the hands on the clock, and watched the timer slowly turn its hand back to zero. “Buzzzzz” Finally! As soon as I took the cake off the rack, I could tell it was nowhere near done. There was only a thin crust layer over what looked like a pan full of chocolate pudding.  “AHHH”. I cranked up the heat to 350 and turned the timer on for ten more minutes.  As I sat there glaring at the clock that now read 9:50 pm, I got a sickening feeling in my gut that I was in the wrong place. As if on cue, that inner voice came up in my spirit saying “What’s more important Jaycee, being here alone in the kitchen baking the cake, or glorifying God by sitting around the campfire singing worship songs to Him?”
 I am being a Martha, aren’t I? The thought brought a silly smirk to my face, and my soul answered a resounding YES!  Earnestly, I shut off the oven letting the cake cook on its own, and sent a text to my husband telling him that I would be late for board games. I could sense the Holy Spirit resting on me as I walked onto the path that led me towards the soft rhythm of the acoustic guitar and what sounded like a choir of angels praising God. Goosebumps slid down my spine as I found my place around the fire and lifted my own voice towards heaven. My heart whispered a sincere thank you to God for revealing the misplacing of my priorities, and for shedding light on the truth about where I should have been at that moment. 
 Back to Martha and Mary’s house
Let’s picture this scenario for a second here. Martha rushes to the entrance of the village and invites Jesus and his disciples into her and her sister Mary’s home.  As she leads them to her home, her heart begins to race thinking about all the preparations that need to be done. Once in the door, Martha quickly rushes off to the kitchen and anxiously starts preparing dinner. With a detailed list of TO DO’s and a houseful of guests she starts to panic Where is Mary?  I could really use her help in here.  Walking towards the kitchen door, she sees her sister sitting beside Jesus’ feet listening to him speak with the rest of his disciples. Martha’s feelings of injustice start to flare up as she shoots glares across the room at her sister. How dare she just leave me in here to do all of this work on my own? A few more minutes pass by of kneading dough until Martha couldn’t take it anymore. Instead of just reaming her sister out, she wanted vindication from the Rabbi himself. I will tell Jesus to tell her to get her lazy little bottom in here and help me. He of all people should understand how unfair this situation is.
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But to her surprise, Jesus sides with Mary. Why?  Wasn’t Martha being a blessing to Jesus and his disciples by preparing a special supper for them? Yes. Wasn’t Martha using her gift of hospitality? Yes. So why did Jesus side with Mary, who’s home that was also?
 “Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken from her” - Jesus
The word better, in Greek translation is portion. This is also the same word used for describing food in the Greek language.  By sitting at the foot of Jesus, listening and swallowing each of his words, Mary is choosing the right portion, which is feeding  the hunger in her soul. In fact, she is no longer worried about house chores or dinner preparations because her physical hunger has been replaced by fullness in her spirit by soaking in the words of Jesus. Mary understood that spending time with Jesus and studying the bible was more important than preparing an extravagant meal for him. She chose the right portion.
“A few things are needed- indeed only one” - Jesus
Martha on the other hand, was distracted by all that had to be done in order for her to be a proper host. Naturally, she thought that it was of top priority to prepare a special meal for her guests. I mean after all that is why they accepted the invite, right?  Wrong! Martha missed the intention of Jesus’ stay in their home.  Jesus was more interested in fellowship with Martha and Mary than he was about being catered to by them. Instead of first fellowshipping with Jesus, Martha busied herself with her To Do list, and missed out on the peace that comes from spending time with Jesus. If Martha only knew that relationship is more important to Jesus, than serving him, she would have never placed one before the other. Can you imagine if Martha would have just spent a half an hour at Jesus’ feet, listening to him, asking questions, and getting to know him? I bet that she would have been filled to the brim with his peace and would have received his blessing to prepare dinner. I mean, the story would have changed completely.  Can’t you just see Martha in the kitchen humming to herself with a huge smile on her face as she reflects on the words spoken to her by Jesus? In fact, she would be so filled with joy that her service would be efficient enough to not feel the need to ask for Mary’s help. I imagine that after Martha finished setting the food out on the table, she would quietly take her seat beside her sister Mary, and consciously decide that spending time with Jesus is far more important than the other household chores at the moment.

Conclusion
 Not every decision we make is based on Good vs. Evil. Jesus did not rebuke Martha when she came to him complaining, he gently spoke to her about what was more important in that moment. Although she was doing something to be a blessing to Jesus, he wanted her to know that spending time with him is the better choice. Relationship vs. Service. Similarly, in my experience, choosing to bake a cake for my friend was an act of love, but by choosing to bake it during campfire is where I had misplaced my priorities. I had put my To do list before building relationship with God through worship.
We make thousands of decisions every day. How can we be sure that we are putting our priorities in the right place? It’s simple, put Jesus first. When we do this, we make better decisions because we are relying on the Holy Spirit to guide us instead of habitually responding to our flesh. When we do not put our relationship with Jesus first, we tend to walk around with an attitude like Martha; anxious, worried and stressed out about all that needs to be done. Enter into the peace today that comes from putting your relationship with Jesus top priority in your life. Remember in Jesus’ heart, relationship with him always takes the cake, before serving him.  
“ I pray that your love will overflow more and more, and that you will keep on growing in knowledge and understanding for I want you to understand what really matters, so that you may live pure and blameless lives until the day of Christ’s return” -Philippians 1:9-11 (NLT)


Monday, September 19, 2011

Emily's Story of Motherhood

I think that all my life I wanted to be a mother. Of course, for a long time I knew that I wasn’t ready. But one day, my thoughts when hearing a friend was pregnant changed from “I’m so happy for her, but I’m glad it isn’t me!” to “I’m so happy for her, but I wish it was me too”. And now I am a mother, and I couldn’t feel more blessed. It has been a life changing experience. There has been a lot of good, and a little bad (think sleepless nights, cleaning up barf, and WAY less time to yourself!) But I wouldn’t change a moment of it. I feel so blessed to have been given the chance to have a baby, and I’m looking forward to our family’s future.
In preparing this, Jaycee and I talked about several themes to discuss—but there are two important points that stick out in my mind that I want to briefly discuss:
God’s unconditional love for us, and the example this sets:
“Neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” - Romans 8:39

God teaches us many incredible lessons each and every day, but one that is very close to my heart is God’s unconditional love for his children. If an all perfect God can love us, despite our many, many faults, we should always love our children, regardless of their behavior. God has provided us with this profound example. Of course, God doesn’t love our sins, and similarly, we do not have to love acts and behaviors of our children which are wrong. However, “love the sinner, hate the sin”.  I grew up in a household where I knew that my parents loved me no matter what, and there was nothing I could do to change that. I can’t tell you how important that was to me, especially as I made mistakes, and disappointed my parents many times over the years. Their love gave me confidence and made me feel so secure. I feel the same way in God’s hands. No matter how many times I fall and falter, He will be there to catch me, and he will love me as I continue to try to live up to the potential He has graciously placed in me. As we all live in our attempt to be Christ-like, and as we fail each and every day, we know that we are in God’s hands, and he loves us regardless. This is such an amazing feeling, and I want to emulate this, in some small way, with my children.

Creation is a miracle of God
 “Everything under heaven belongs to me.” - Job 41: 11
Although I was a Christian well before conceiving my daughter, Ruby, the experience of becoming a mother (what a gift from God!) grew my faith so deeply. Shortly after her birth, I looked at my husband as our sweet new baby lay in my arms, and said to him “After having baby, how can you NOT believe in God?” Is there any greater miracle than the ability to carry a human life for 9 months, and then have the great honor of raising him or her to love God and be a good person? Anyone who has a child, whether biological or adopted, knows this feeling.  I feel so blessed, and hope that I can raise my sweet girl to be a loving, kind, caring, empathetic woman, who knows and loves God. As we live our day to day life, I think it can be hard to remember that God is all around us. With the birth of a baby, He reminds us of his work and his grace. The miracle of creation has taught me such a lesson about the infinite number of ways that God works and touches our lives. And loving my baby as much as I do, the incredible sacrifice that God made, giving his only Son to the world makes me realize what a profound gift that was. Of course, it always seemed amazing, but now it is beyond belief.
In closing, I wanted to leave you with a couple of quotes, by one of my favorite authors—C.S. Lewis. If you haven’t read any of his books, I would suggest it. Two of my favorites are “Mere Christianity” and “The Screwtape Letters”.
 "I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else." — C.S. Lewis
"A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word 'darkness' on the walls of his cell." — C.S. Lewis

- Emily