Saturday, January 3, 2015

Mary and Martha

Lately, I have had some trouble wrapping my mind around the story of Mary and Martha in Luke 10. If any of you have some thoughts to add to this, I would greatly appreciate it.

Luke 10:38-42 (NIV)
As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. 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!”
“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”

At first glance, this story seems pretty simple. It looks like Martha wants to be a good hostess. I mean, between Jesus, his disciples, and Mary, you know there are at least 13 people in her house. Math isn’t my strong suit, but either way, there are a lot of people in Martha’s house. Could you imagine what she is going through? Just preparing enough food would be hard enough, let alone everything else that had to be done. And it’s not like she could just give up and order pizza. The only Little Caesar they had in her day was a king! It’s a wonder to me that Martha didn’t come at Mary a little more like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BPLR9l0CYA

. “FOR MOTHER RUSSIA!” I mean, that’s how overwhelmed I would be feeling with that many people in my house. Let alone knowing that one of them is the Son of God. In the book Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World by Joanna Weaver, she compares Martha of scripture to Martha Forman. “In 1814, Martha Forman was married to a wealthy Maryland plantation owner. You might expect she spent her days sipping tea, being fitted for lovely gowns, and giving orders to her servants as she chatted with important guests. Instead, Martha worked right beside her servants from four in the morning to eleven o’clock at night. Among her daily activities were the following:
Making thirty to thirty-four pounds of old tallow into candles; cutting out fourteen shirts, jackets or trousers for the slaves (whom she always called “the people” or “our family”); knitting stockings; washing; dyeing and spinning wool; baking mince pies and potato puddings; sowing wheat or reaping it; killing farm animals and salting the meat; planting or picking fruits and vegetables; making jams, jellies, and preserves with her fruit; helping whitewash or paint walls; ironing; preparing for large parties; caring for the sick family and slaves.”

Martha of scripture like Martha Forman, had her hands full with responsibility. At first glance, it would be easy to say that Mary should get off her bum and help Martha. After all, Martha is up to her eyeballs in things that need to be done. And yet, there is her sister in the other room sitting at Jesus’ feet. In verse 40 of this passage, Martha asks for help. She approaches Jesus and says, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!” In the end, Jesus responds with, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”

Most of us walk away from this passage thinking something along the lines of “we should never be too busy to learn from Jesus,” or “our relationship with Jesus should be the number one priority above everything else,” or any other number of “life-changing one liners” we use to wrap up this story with a pretty little bow on top. We are quick to cast our stones at Martha, pat Mary on the head, and walk away with only an ounce of the weight that this story carries.

In the book Surprised by Scripture by N.T. Wright he says, “Most of us grew up with the line that Martha was the active type and Mary was the passive or contemplative type, and that Jesus is simply affirming the importance of both and even the priority of devotion to him. That devotion is undoubtedly part of the importance of the story, but far more obvious to the first-century reader, and to many readers in Turkey, the Middle East, and many other parts of the world to this day, would be the fact that Mary was sitting at Jesus’ feet in the male part of the house rather than being kept in the back rooms with the other women. This, I am pretty sure, is what really bothered Martha; no doubt she was cross at being left to do all the work, but the real problem behind that was that Mary had cut clean across one of the most basic social conventions. It is as though, in today’s world, you were to invite me to stay in your house and, when it came to bedtime, I were to put up a camp bed in your bedroom. We have our own clear but unstated rules about whose space is which. So did they, and Mary has just flouted them. And Jesus declares that she is right to do so. She “sat at the master’s feet,” a phrase that doesn’t mean what it would meant today- the adoring student gazing up in admiration and love at the wonderful teacher. As is clear from the use of the phrase elsewhere in the New Testament (for instance, Paul with Gamaliel), to sit at the teacher’s feet is a way of saying you are being a student and picking up the teacher’s wisdom and learning; in that very practical world, you wouldn’t do this just for the sake of informing your own mind and heart, but in order to become yourself a teacher, a rabbi.”

Having this information changes things a little bit. We still have Martha who is overwhelmed with all the things she wants to get done. But Mary, we don’t see her as just sitting in the other room on her bum all googly eyed at how wonderful Jesus is anymore. Suddenly, our view of Mary has taken a turn in a different direction. A woman sitting in the male part of the house? BA HUMBUG! A woman learning about the Son of God in order to make him known to others? DOUBLE BA HUMBUG!

When I look at Martha’s heart, I see a woman who wants to be a good hostess, prepare a good meal, and serve Jesus and his friends. When I look at Mary, I see a woman who despite what the culture tells her she should do, she says, “I want to know Jesus and make him known to others.” And then I see Jesus respond with, “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”

I think the most important thing we can do with our lives, with our time, with our energy, with anything we have really…is knowing Jesus and making him known to others. And despite what the rest of the world may tell us we should be doing; what the world thinks our priorities should be, knowing Jesus and making him known is truly better. And that is something that can never be taken from us. And I think that is what is being communicated in Luke 10:38-42.

Maybe I’m wrong about all this though. Maybe somewhere along the way, I came to the wrong conclusions. Maybe I missed something. What do you think?

Thursday, August 7, 2014

A New Beginning Or A Beautiful Ending?

Sometimes, people are so concerned with making a new beginning for themselves, that they forget to make a beautiful ending.
Time and time again, I've seen people struggle with discontentment (myself included at times). Sometimes we get wrapped up in these ideas that if we had the right house, a better car, a better spouse, etc THEN we'd be happy. Sometimes people get so deep into these ideas, that they completely uproot their lives. They pack their things, move away, divorce their spouse, and begin a new life. Their heart cries, "new beginning!" All the while they leave a path of destruction behind them. They take all the beautiful things about their previous life and toss them in the dumpster.....and then they wake up one morning and realize that even after starting over, they still aren't happy. They might get the new car. Maybe they get the better house. But that house is no longer filled with pictures of their loved ones that once filled their hearts with overwhelming joy. The door frames of that new house aren't covered in pencil that marked the growth rate of their children. There is no red stain on the bedroom floor from where your spouse spilt the wine on valentines day and you both broke out in laughter. There is no dent in the garage door from when you were first teaching your son how to drive and he accidentally went in reverse. (A dent that always brings a smile to your face when you remember what it was like before he grew up and moved out) And that black dress that is now shoved to the back of your closet is nothing but a memory of the dates you had with a man you once loved with all of your heart but gave up on......maybe just maybe, we should stop striving for a new beginning and start striving for a beautiful ending.....for me, I'd like to grow old with my husband. I wouldn't mind living in the same old house after years and years. And someday, when I'm old and grey, I'd like to be buried in my black dress. I think that would be a beautiful ending.
Sometimes, people are so concerned with making a new beginning for themselves, that they forget to make a beautiful ending.
James 1:17 NIV
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.

Thursday, July 25, 2013

I Won't Amount To Anything

You know what doesn't make much sense to me....back when I was in Jr high and high school, my class contained about 8 kids. There were 2 of us who were in trouble ALL THE TIME. We had teachers and family members who constantly told us that we wouldn't amount to anything and that we would end up working at McDonalds for the rest of our lives. In my class, there were also a few "super students". They were the kids the teachers absolutely adored. They got the awesome grades and the pats on the back. Now, that it is several years down the road, I find it odd that both of the kids who were told they would never amount to anything and work at McDonalds the rest of their lives, one of them became a worship leader and the other became a youth minister. And you know what....our teachers and family members were right about 1 thing....We didn't amount to anything. We've been doing our best to follow someone who made himself nothing and took on the very nature of a servant. (Phil 2) It is my goal in life to prove my teachers and family members right....I don't want to amount to anything. Make me nothing as I follow the one who is my everything.