Martha, Martha

Now as they went on their way, Jesus entered a village. And a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. 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.” And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to his teaching. But the Lord answered her,

“Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but only one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.”

Luke 10:38-42

Martha.  Martha.  I love you.
You are worried, troubled, riddled with anxiety about meaningless things.  Chasing after control over sand that will fall through your fingers.  Trivial things.  Believe me, none of that matters.  In your heart you know this.  Trust me now!
Only one thing matters.
Me.
Come to me, Martha!  Taste this sweet surrender.  This freedom and grace you can never lose.  You are mine forever!  All your sin, all your strivings and fear, everything that separates you from the Father, all of it means nothing when you understand what I am here to do for you.  If only you knew now the depth of my love for you!
Believe in me now, my Martha.
I am the good portion which will never be taken away from you.  Choose me.  Chase after me.
Abandon your worries.  I am peace and purity and justice, and I want you in my arms.  I alone am Lord.  I alone am worth your worship.  Come to me.

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