Mary and Martha in Me
I sit at Jesus’s feet like
Mary
and then the Martha in me
comes along and asks,
don’t you have work to do?
I wait on Him at sunrise.
He is my hope, delight and
adventure.
I listen for His voice. I set
about
being the person He
designed me to be.
I’ll do my part for
friends and family.
I’ll cook, clean, do caregiving,
run errands.
But I’ll also pray, walk, dance,
sing, paint, write.
I won’t feel bad about
using my time this way.
No matter what I do, I
live for Him.
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