Martha was busy
taking care of business
while her sister Mary sat
at the feet of Jesus
It appeared that Mary was leaving Martha to do all of the work
but Jesus saw it differently...
And I did too...
as I was looking through our recent vacation photographs
My inner Mary/Martha showed up right here,
right there in Palm Beach, Florida
as I paused to collect photographs of the beautiful sights
and as sights of the sand and the sea
I missed being in that moment
with the child in the shadows watching me
What scares me is that I didn't even see her until today
I realize that being a Mary or a Martha is not just
a state of mind,
it's a daily choice
So each day I have to remind myself that someone is watching me...
or a Martha
(can you see her?)