LISTEN

So often in the craziness of this life, I miss hearing His voice.  I pray, read, worship and serve.  I’m busy…busy doing good things for Him.

Still.  I feel dry. Disconnected.  I want to hear Him, to know Him, to see Him.

Then I remember Martha. Busy doing many good things. Yet missing the most important. And Mary. Who chose to stop. To sit at His feet and just be quiet. Staring into His beautiful face. Though there were many other people in the room (for He was followed by a great crowd everywhere He went), I suspect Mary saw and heard no one else but Jesus.  All because she CHOSE.

To be still.
Stop her busy hands.
Take a moment for herself to breathe.
Shut out the world’s distractions.
Close her mouth and open her ears.
and LISTEN.

I think she knew. These were sacred moments. Cherish them. He wouldn’t be with them – at least not physically – for long. Others through the ages would imagine. Dream. Of sitting with Him. Face to face. Hearing His voice. Feeling His embrace. His breath as He hugged and greeted her. And yes, His praise for choosing the ONE THING.  The better part.  And it was not taken away from her. She would remember His words, cherish the memory and be glad she stopped doing good things.

I too have the choice…to quiet myself. Stop doing and just LISTEN. Just BE with Him. These too are sacred moments, and they are mine for the taking.