Only one thing

I love me some Martha.

Many women don’t want to admit that they’re a Martha though. Most want to say that if Jesus showed up at their house, they’d be all in, eyes wide, sitting at the feet of Jesus, listening to every word He said.

That ain’t me.

I used to lie to myself and say it was, but it’s time to be real.

I WANT to be Mary. I strive to be Mary, but I’m such a Martha, it’s ridiculous.

For those of you who have no clue what I’m talking about, lemme give you some Scripture for context.

“As Jesus and the disciples continued on their way to Jerusalem, they came to a certain village where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home.

Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught.

But Martha was distracted by the big dinner she was preparing.

She came to Jesus and said, “Lord, doesn’t it seem unfair to you that my sister just sits here while I do all the work? Tell her to come and help me.”

But the Lord said to her, “My dear Martha, you are worried and upset over all these details! There is only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her.”
‭‭Luke‬ ‭10‬:‭38‬-‭42‬ ‭NLT‬‬

So okay, I love Jesus and all, but if my sissy was watching me struggle in the kitchen, I’d be looking over Jesus’s shoulder fuming and looking at her with a stank attitude.

Really Jesus????

What about making You feel welcome? What about a clean house? Who prepared the meal?

What about how Martha feels????!!

Details matter to me and Martha!

I get so wrapped up and upset on Martha’s behalf that I think I miss the loving tone of Jesus in all this.

There is only one thing to be concerned about…..

Martha was so worried and wrapped up in her mind and in her emotions and in her “doing” that she was missing out on the One Who could put her at ease, the One Who could give rest to her anxious heart, the One that holds the words of life.

Mary wasn’t missing it. And I don’t want to miss it either.

I don’t want to miss the one thing.

Ya’ll. I know I talk a lot about my emotions, but I just have to be real on my blogs. There are so many mornings I wake up in tears. I wake up and I’m like…..

God. I don’t want to get in that traffic today.

God. I’m tired.

God. I ruined Ethan’s hoodie in the washer and he was so gracious and didn’t even care, but I care and now I need to replace it. I suck at being a mom.

God. I miss going on dates.

God. I feel lonely.

God. What if I lose my job? What if I can’t afford my place? When Ethan starts driving, how will I afford a car? What if I never get married? I’m getting so old! What if I’m trying to live for You and I’m trying in vain? Will I ever be anxious for nothing? What the heck am I gonna do when I get old old? How can I afford to live on this planet? What if I get sick? What if someone I love dies?

What if what if what if what if.

I worry about SO MANY DETAILS!

Alllll the details. What’s the plan God? What’s next? WHY WON’T YOU JUST TELL ME??!!!

I’m sure God just looks at me sometimes with such care and concern. He probably be like…

Key. You wanna know what’s next??

Trust.

Rest.

That’s what’s next.

Rest and recall what My Word (which never fails by the way) tells you, Key. And what does My Word say?

Well God, Your Word says…

You’ll never leave me or forsake me. (Hebrews 13:5)

You fight my battles. (Exodus 14:14)

You renew my strength. (Isaiah 58:11)

My days are already written. (Psalms 139:16)

Your purpose for me will be fulfilled. (Psalms 138:8)

I can trust you. (Numbers 23:19)

You’ll tell me which way to go. (Psalms 32:8)

With God, I’m safe. With Him, I don’t need to worry about tomorrow because I know the keeper of tomorrow. My God is a God that always keeps His promises. It’s not always easy to walk with Him and obey Him.

I’m human. I get scared. I tell Him all the time how scared I am. I tell Him I don’t want to do this sometimes and how hard it is to love mean people (even though duh, I’m mean too sometimes). I tell Him I just feel like I can’t live holy and that it feels too hard. I tell Him I am so tired of not being asked out when I think I’m pretty cute. I tell Him how worried I get about the future and finances.

I honestly sometimes rebel and try to do my own thing and you know what?

Sometimes He lets me.

But I always come back to Him with my arms open, running to Him like a daughter to her daddy cuz I can’t do this life without Him.

I will not miss the one thing He wants me to get.

I can rest.

You can rest.

Just rest.

Let’s not miss this y’all. We got the opportunity every single day to know God is running the show and that we as His people, can relax and enjoy Him, His Presence, His awesome power. God ain’t sleeping on you. He’s helping you, molding you, shaping you, growing you and nudging you to be a better you all for His glory.

And after all He’s done, the least we can do is give Him our trust.

Relax y’all. Relax.

God got us.

Daddy in Heaven. Help my heart to rest. Help me to truly be anxious for nothing, to pray about everything and to thank You for all You’ve done. Help us to trust You and help us to experience the truth of Your Word for ourselves. You are good. You perform miracles. Your plans for us are good even if they don’t look like what we expected. Help us to see it.

I’ll love you forever.

Your daughter,

Key🫶🏾