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 only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her." Luke 10:39-42
Martha, Martha, you scurry through your days, striving to succeed, striving to please me. I see the wounds of your heart, the anguish of your hidden self, the unworthiness you feel. You busy yourself with the demands of living. You think that by doing good things you will become worthy of my love. Come and spend time at my feet. Come apart and rest awhile.
I have a spring of fresh water that you have not tasted and new wine. I have the manna you hunger for and the bread that sustained Elijah for 40 days in his time of battle. Come apart and rest with me. Take and eat. Find nourishment for your harried soul. Find ointment for your wounded spirit. Find sustenance that will carry you through the coming battles. Dear Martha, come apart and rest awhile. Come to me. Press in closer.
This world spins its lies and tells you that only by your works will you please me. Don’t you remember how I had sweet fellowship with Adam in the garden? It was for this fellowship I created him. It was for this fellowship I created you. Come to me, precious daughter, and learn my heart. For striving alone does not please me. Is there anything that you could do that would cause me to love you more? Is there any sin you could commit that would cause me to love you less? My love is as constant as the sun rising in the morning, my love as enduring as the tides of the oceans. Rest in me.
Give me the first light of your morning, the best hour of your day. Once you do, the remainder of your day will settle into place and the tasks will be accomplished without striving. You will feel the release of burdens and the energy of My Holy Spirit. Sacrifice your time, the most valuable of all possessions. Kneel at my feet. Soak in my glory. Open my Book and let me speak to you. Open your ears to my voice and let me speak truth into your spirit.
Throw yourself upon me. Does not the Scripture say that he who falls on me will be broken? Throw yourself upon me and see your bonds of sin, addictions, religious duty, anxieties, fears, and darkness broken off. Press into me. Come closer. I come not as your judge but as your redeemer. I come not as your enemy but as your dearest friend. I come in love and all goodness. Press in closer, my precious one, press in closer. Wait upon me in the silence and let me heal you. Wait upon me in my Word and learn to hear my voice. Come and let the balm of my Holy Spirit do a mighty work in you.
The darkness of the world deepens and now is the calm before a great storm. You carry much anxiety. I see your heart trembling—don’t be afraid. Come away, come rest awhile and eat of my manna, drink of my living water. Build up your strength so that you are ready to be a healing light in times of darkness. My precious one, my chosen one, as emergency instructions in an airplane tell you to first put on your own oxygen mask before attempting to help others, I tell you to come closer and let me prepare you for the battle ahead. I have strength for you that you have not known. I have words of comfort and instruction if you will only listen.
Come apart and rest awhile with Me. Put your head on my chest and hear my heartbeat of love for you. Now is the time. Do not put it off.
