I was reminded of these verses this morning. How I am grateful for the great faithfulness of my God and abundant mercies that are new every morning. If I were to describe this week as crazy, that would be an understatement.But I’m aware that the craziness is only beginning.
This week at work has consisted of long hours training my replacement for my current job, completing the tasks that have been on the “back burner” for months and finishing the training manual on how to do the tasks I do on a daily / weekly / monthly basis. It is a critical week for Monika (my replacement) because beginning on Monday, I will be swamped with learning my new job and will not have much (if any) time available for her training.
My relationship with God has slipped. Or better stated, plumeted off a cliff. To my shame, I’ve found myself “too busy” to read about God, “too tired” to pray and “too overwhelmed” to approach the only One who can assist me.
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 only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.” Luke 10:38-42
As I’m sitting here, distracted by all the preparations that need to be made, I have, like Martha, forgotten the main thing. Though its true that preparations need to be made, they cannot be my main focus. In my desire to end my current position with excellence, I cannot forget that my ultimate responsibility is not to my manager. My ultimate goal is not to properly train Monika. My ultimate task is to look to Jesus, the Author and Finisher of my faith.
My coworker, Jay Tee, just walked by singing in his typical fashion. He either sings Christmas songs, or the good old-time-y gospel hymns. Today, He walked by my desk singing “all because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.” (excerpt from“What a Friend we Have in Jesus”). Its exactly what I needed to hear.
He wants to reveal more of Himself to me through this time.
He strengthens in my weakness.
He reminds me what truly is necessary.