I have finally admitted something to myself.
I will always be busy and will never have a slow time.
Not just because the demands of life make me busy, I want to be busy.
Even if I could finish everything on my list I will just make another one, or two or three.
I cannot sit still.
I do not want to sit still.
I love to do things with and for my family, friends and other people.
Having a husband and six kids, homeschooling, exercising hospitality, attending Bible study, writing, nesting, crafting, organizing….
I love it all.
When the list gets too overwhelming, I don’t even write it down, or try to hold myself to a schedule.
I conquer the daily immediate demands, then chisel at the extra stuff, one thing
at a time.
Just one thing.
When I walk down the hall, I grab one thing that needs to be put away in a bedroom.
If I have to go to the laundry room I take one thing from the railing that needs to be put away downstairs.
When I sit down at my desk, I’ll go through a pile of papers, and deal with just one thing.
If Beka is busy with school, I quickly mend or sew one thing.
If I can narrow my focus to one thing, that thing will get done.
I can accomplish so much, one thing at a time.
You know who invented conquering the world one thing at a time?
It wasn’t Martha.
It was Mary.
I can imagine Martha scratching lists onto scrolls, of all that had to be done because the Lord was going to dine at her home.
When I read the Lord’s gentle rebuke in Luke 10 I always cringe.
I really, really, really wanna be Mary, but Martha is my twin separated at birth.
Mary did one thing.
The only thing that really matters in a home.
“Mary… sat at Jesus’feet
and heard His word.”
The Lord told Martha about the one thing that needed to be done.
Luke 10: 42“But one thing is needed,and Mary has chosen that good part,which will not be taken away from her.”
I’m starting another busy week, with a lot on my list, but only one thing that really needs to be done.