A Month with Mary and Martha – Day 10

If Jesus was in my living room teaching a Bible study to a group of people, I don’t know if I’d have enough nerve to walk in and interrupt Him, especially to complain about my sister.

If I see someone I really need (want) to talk to and they are engaged in a conversation, I might stand around and wait for an opportunity to jump in by saying, “Excuse me, I don’t mean to interrupt, but…”  Of course, I do mean to interrupt, rude as it is.  This type of behavior boils down to an attitude:  “What I have to say is infinitely more important than what you are saying so I have a right to barge in and say it.”  Cringe.

Today I began to wonder if my poor social habits might be carrying over into my spiritual life.  Do I interrupt God?  What could be more important than what He has to say?  Think about it: He spoke the words, “Let there be light” and there was light.  Who would want to get in the way of that kind of creative power?  Jesus spoke to the wind and waves (“Quiet!  Be still!”) and they obeyed him.  Don’t think I’d jump in on that conversation. 

Martha’s many worries interrupted the very voice of God; and so do mine.  What’s worse, her distractions were used to try to draw her sister away from time with Jesus.  It’s a weighty thing to pull others away from the Word of Life. 

Instead of me interrupting God, maybe I should shush up so I might hear Him break into my life saying, “Excuse Me, I don’t mean to be rude, but….”