Sitting at His feet

I love the image I get when I think of Mary sitting at Jesus' feet in Luke 10. Can you see her . . . focusing so intently on the man before her, the words he speaks, the wisdom he shares, even just hearing his voice. Can you see her eyes filled with wonder and awe? 

Just picturing myself sitting at His feet calms my anxiousness and brings me peace. I can breathe again . . . relax. 

If you're not familiar with the story the passage is below:

    As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. ³⁹ 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!”

   ⁴¹ “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, ⁴² 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 favorite line is, "She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what he said." Don't you ever just crave that kind of time with your Savior? 

But I find myself acting more like Martha. I'm worried and upset about many things. Most of the time I can't even define what it is I'm so worried about. 

Yesterday we had a unique day at work. The whole day was set aside for us to be in prayer together for the ministry. We had one session that was a contemplative/reflective time; a time of silence. It was during that time that I realized just how thirsty I was for Jesus; I needed to sit at his feet, be in awe of his words and worship Him. So I did. And then our time was up . . . but I wanted more. 

You know, when I go just a few days without getting quality time with my husband, I can tell. I'm a little sad, maybe even a little empty feeling, like I'm missing something very important to me. And then when I do get to spend that time with him, its like all I want to do is BE with him; I just want to hear his voice, connect emotionally and be near him.  I realized yesterday that I rarely feel that way about spending quality time with Jesus, my Lord! What a hard thing to realize! It hit me that I don't even think twice about going two or more days without spending time in His word or "sitting at His feet."

I want to be like Mary and choose the better thing. I want to choose to put down my chore list, my anxiousness and my worry and sit down with Jesus. 

I love the image I get when I think of Mary sitting at Jesus' feet in Luke 10. Can you see her . . . focusing so intently on the man before her, the words he speaks, the wisdom he shares, even just hearing his voice. Can you see her eyes filled with wonder and awe? 

Just picturing myself sitting at His feet calms my anxiousness and brings me peace. I can breathe again . . . relax. 

If you're not familiar with the story the passage is below:

    As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. ³⁹ 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!”

   ⁴¹ “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, ⁴² 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 favorite line is, "She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet listening to what he said." Don't you ever just crave that kind of time with your Savior? 

But I find myself acting more like Martha. I'm worried and upset about many things. Most of the time I can't even define what it is I'm so worried about. 

Yesterday we had a unique day at work. The whole day was set aside for us to be in prayer together for the ministry. We had one session that was a contemplative/reflective time; a time of silence. It was during that time that I realized just how thirsty I was for Jesus; I needed to sit at his feet, be in awe of his words and worship Him. So I did. And then our time was up . . . but I wanted more. 

You know, when I go just a few days without getting quality time with my husband, I can tell. I'm a little sad, maybe even a little empty feeling, like I'm missing something very important to me. And then when I do get to spend that time with him, its like all I want to do is BE with him; I just want to hear his voice, connect emotionally and be near him.  I realized yesterday that I rarely feel that way about spending quality time with Jesus, my Lord! What a hard thing to realize! It hit me that I don't even think twice about going two or more days without spending time in His word or "sitting at His feet."

I want to be like Mary and choose the better thing. I want to choose to put down my chore list, my anxiousness and my worry and sit down with Jesus.