But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell her then to help me.” But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.” -- Luke 10:40-42
Right, Lord, and, if everybody sits there like Mary, you all
are going to get mighty hungry. Somebody
has got to fix the frijoles. Western
civilization was not built by people sitting on their butts listening to pretty
stories.
Or was it?
I am extremely lazy.
If it’s work, I try to avoid it, but I’ll work and wear myself out
playing. I like listening to and telling
stories better than I like cooking and cleaning. Strangely, most people like my stories better
than my cooking, now that I think about it.
I’d rather be Mary than Martha, but I am also enough of a pragmatic Scot
to know that once in a while the corn needs plowing and the taters won’t dig
themselves – unless you do the straw thing like John. And remember that Paul said anyone who doesn’t
think they ought to work ought to give up eating while they are at it (2 Thessalonians 3:10).
One way for us to understand the attitude the Lord expressed
here is to make it a sort of allegory of the works versus grace approach to
salvation. The one thing that is
necessary is faith, without which it is impossible to please God, no matter how
many good deeds we do. Mary typifies grace
through faith while Martha is the type of one who tries to ascend to heaven by
piling good works on top of good works.
Understood this way, the Lord’s call to resting with and in
Him makes more sense and eases our fears that we are doing something wrong by
working hard and putting in the hours to provide for and care for our families,
build our business, save for retirement, etc.
Isaiah said, long before, “For
thus said the Lord GOD, the Holy One of Israel, in returning and rest you shall
be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength. But you were unwilling “(Isaiah 30:15).
I think, though, for some us, there is also a lesson about
giving the work we do for the world too much of a priority. Remember how we are told to pray without
ceasing? We no longer have to sit at the
feet of Jesus to attend to and hear Him, and we don’t have to lament that He
isn’t walking around with us, because the Holy Spirit is walking around in us. In others words, if we want to, we can kind
of be Mary and Martha at the same time. All
we need to do is get our thinking in the right order, realize, and recognize
the presence of God by His Spirit. If we
can practice giving precedence to the still, small voice over the shrill,
lurid, cacophonous demands of the world, we can get Mary’s commendation and
still not scorch the beans.
2 comments:
Precisely, Mushroom.
Besides, work goes better if we praise the Lord while we are working.
When I had to leave the Navy hadta swallow my pride and work as a janitor and later a security guard/janitor.
I used to operate equipment worth millions of dollars, control aircraft, and hunt submarines.
I had an enormous responsibility because if I didn't do my job well, it could literally mean the death of our air crew and everyone aboard our ship.
Oh how the mighty have fallen (I mean that tongue in cheek).
It probably helped that AIDS had already broken me and brought me back to reality.
Nevertheless, I had the wherewithall to to thank God for those jobs because it was hard just to get them.
Thankfully, I realized early on that my pride would only keep me miserable and apart from God so I fought against it, and still am.
Thanks Mushroom, I enjoy your posts immensely!
Thank you, Ben.
I know what you mean. I was once a hotshot programmer with a chip on my shoulder, and, entirely my own fault, I royally angered a person who was determined to make sure I never got another decent job. I quit working for him with the understanding that he wouldn't badmouth me in references. He couldn't help himself, and I really can't blame him.
So I ended up working as a prison guard. But I learned a lot doing that, and it made me a much better person. More than thirty years later, I look back and think that wasn't really as bad an interlude -- it only last a little over a year -- as it seemed at the time.
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