Who Cares?

Day 6 – A Month with Mary and Martha

Right before Martha bossed Jesus (“tell her to help me”) she asked him a very interesting question.  She didn’t pause long enough for Jesus to answer, but it was a good question.  Martha didn’t hold back; she put it right out there – the same thing you and I have asked many times.  “Lord, don’t you care?”

I think Martha really knew the answer to that; she knew Jesus cared for her.  I think she was saying, “From where I stand, it doesn’t seem to me that you care.  At this moment, I don’t feel cared for.  I’m not sure you are paying attention to what’s going on in my life, because if you were, you’d do something.”  What Martha didn’t know was that the Rabbi sitting in her living room was on his way to Jerusalem to die on a cross for her sin.  What she didn’t know was that as Victor he would rise from the dead and alter the course of history.  What she didn’t know yet was that Jesus was indeed the Messiah, the Son of the Living God.  (She did get that later!  See John 11:27)

I, however, know that Jesus died on the cross for my sin.  I believe he rose from the dead and sits at the right hand of God the Father Almighty.  I’m not sure there’s room in that affirmation of faith for the question, “Lord, don’t you care?”  I think that’s been settled. 

“Cast all your anxiety on him, because he cares for you.”  I Peter 5:7

Be Prepared

Day 5 – A Month with Mary and Martha

“As Jesus and his disciples went on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him.”  Luke 10:38

You know, if Martha hadn’t opened her home to Jesus, Mary wouldn’t have had the chance to sit at his feet. Sure, Mary made a good choice to listen to Jesus teach.  But that was a direct result of Martha’s choice to invite him in. 

Today is Sunday, a Mary-day.  The Sabbath was designed to be a time for us to sit at Jesus’ feet;  to listen to his teaching;  to set aside distractions and worries for awhile.  For it to be possible for us to have a Mary-day, there has to be a lot of Martha-preparation.  The janitor cleans, the secretary prints bulletins, the pastor writes a sermon, the musicians practice songs, the sound man checks the mics, teachers study the lessons, somebody makes coffee, somebody unlocks the doors and turn on the lights, somebody prays.  Mary-days just don’t happen without Martha-preparation.  The key lies in the first three letters of that word.

Pre: a prefix meaning prior to, in advance of, beforehand.  So, preparations are supposed to be done beforehand.  Imagine the janitor vacuuming the sanctuary during the opening prayer; or the secretary printing bulletins during the praise singing; or the musicians having to start over several times.  Imagine a pastor stopping during his sermon  and saying,  “Excuse me folks, I’ll be right back.  Hold tight while I run into my office to write the end of this message.”

Martha was doing the right things, just at the wrong time. 

Lesson to be learned:  When Jesus shows up, leave the dishes in the sink.

Bossy

Day 4 – A Month with Mary and Martha

You have to hand it to Martha, she knew where to go with her complaint: straight to Jesus.  I like people who tell you what they are thinking.  You don’t have to wonder about them.  But when they start getting bossy, well, that’s another thing. 

Here we have Martha giving the Son of the Living God marching orders: “Tell her to help me.”   Reading this has made me wonder if my prayers don’t sound a little bossy sometimes.  Instead of just praying, I may offer my expert advise on how to answer that prayer.  In effect, I’m praying the answers I want to get.  “God, here’s the problem and here’s how You should fix it.”  Bossy.

I’ve always liked the way Jesus’ mother handled a stressful situation.  The wine was running out at the wedding in Cana, which would have been a huge social embarrassment for the family.  Mary just went to Jesus and told him the problem.  “They have no more wine.”  Period.  Then she told the servants, “Do whatever he tells you.”  That’s it.  She didn’t lay out the options, didn’t make any suggestions, didn’t tell him what to do.  She trusted he would do something, and left the details to him.  I want to pray more like that.   When I have a problem, I need to go straight to Jesus, tell him what’s going on and then be willing to do whatever He tells me. 

Let’s keep this straight:  He’s the boss and I am not.

Cliff Hanger

Day 3 – A Month with M&M

Bible stories are famous for leaving the reader hanging.  For instance, at the feeding of the 5,000, how did the disciples react to being on clean up duty?  When Jesus raised the widow of Nain’s son from the dead it says, ” he sat up and began to talk”.  Well?  What in the world did he say??  And when the rich young ruler was challenged to sell all he had and follow the Master, did he do it, or not?  I’d like to know!

As we continue our journey into the lives of Martha and Mary, we find another cliff hanger.  Jesus gently rebuked Martha, commended Mary, and …..that’s it.  The camera never panned over to Martha to get her reaction.  Did she stomp out of the room?  Did she burst into tears?  Did she paste on a smile, go into the kitchen and slam all the cupboard doors?  Or did Jesus’ words stop her in her tracks and cause her to go sit down by her sister?  Did she bristle at first, but after looking into the loving eyes of Jesus soften and relax?

We have a lot of footage of home videos.  Often, after supper, we would get out the video camera and tape the kids and their antics.  One particular piece of film still haunts me to this day.  The camera is focused on baby Jacob in his high chair doing something extremely cute.  Then a sweet little voice is heard in the background saying, “Picture me, daddy!  Picture me!”  Jacob continues to charm the camera by blowing bubbles and doing “so big”.  “Picture me, daddy!  Picture me!”  Jacob blows snot out of his nose and laughs.  “Picture me, daddy!  Daddy, picture me!”  But the video never moves over to see what the sweet little voice is dying to show the camera.  It breaks my heart every time. 

Maybe we don’t get to see Martha’s parting camera shot because the Author and Perfecter is allowing us to say “picture me”.  So how do you picture yourself in this closing frame?

Snapshot

Day 2 – A Month with M&M

My heart goes out to Martha, I admit.  Her story could be mine many days.  Here she was, faced with the Messiah on her doorstep.  Oh, and his twelve disciples, too.  Thirteen men showing up for supper?  What sane homemaker wouldn’t freak out?  What I find most unfortunate is that this is one day in the life of a wonderful woman.  Think about it.  What if your snapshot was taken on one of your most stressful days and that’s the profile picture that defined you for 2,000 years?  How would you like it?  Huh?  Down through the annals of history, all the generations would ever know of you was how you came unraveled when trying to make a nice dinner for company.  What would your Polaroid look like it if it captured you on your worst day?

When all four kids were little, I remember a day like that.  I was in the kitchen making jam; up to my elbows in strawberries and sugar and Sure-Jel.  I shooed the kiddos outside to play, but they kept coming in and out, slamming the screen door over and over.  Someone ran in for a drink of water.  SLAM.  Someone needed a band-aid.  SLAM.  Someone tattled on someone else.  SLAM.  I warned them to stay outside and not to slam that door one more time.  A few minutes later the doorbell rang.  “Very funny,” I yelled.  My voice rose, “If you come in here one more time….”  Then I turned around to give the stink-eye to the smarty pants who dared to ring the bell, and behold, there was our next door neighbor, Adelaide, standing outside my screen door with a plate of cookies.  The elderly woman had been enjoying watching the kids play in the yard and thought they might like a treat.  Wince.  Click.  You’re on Candid Camera. 

I’m not sure I’d appreciate being the topic of hundreds of sermons down through the ages based on that particular day.  Know what I mean?

Mary and Martha… or Martha and Mary?

 

Day 1 – A Month with M&M

Welcome to a month with Mary and Martha.  Or is it Martha and Mary?  See, if we’re going to spend a whole month on 5 little verses, we’ll have to be pretty picky.  So before we even get one word into the story, let’s figure this out.  Every sermon I downloaded on Luke 10:38-42 is titled, “Mary and Martha”.  Why does Mary get top billing, I wonder?  It seems evident that Martha is the older sister, as the scripture states, “…a woman named Martha opened her home to him.”  Her home.  Not many women owned property back in those days.  It leaves me wondering if perhaps the parents had died and the three siblings (Martha, Mary and brother Lazarus) were left with the house.  Maybe Lazarus was too young to manage a home and Martha was more than capable of running a household.  She was definitely in charge.  Typically, the oldest is mentioned first: Cain and Abel, Peter and Andrew, James and John.  Hmmm.

When I was little, we went to the Biddick and Rundell Picnic every summer.  As the story goes, one day in the early 1800’s in Cornwall, England, Matthew and Mary Biddick took their 14 children to the beach for a Sunday picnic.  As it happened, James and Betsy Rundell and their 14 children were also at the beach that day.  Out of that meeting on the rocky shores of Cornwall, four of the Biddicks married four of the Rundells and they came to America together.  Hence, the Biddick and Rundell Picnic every June. 

After I got married and moved away from the area, I heard that attendance at the yearly gathering began to dwindle.  After several years had passed, my brother went to the picnic, only to find that it had been renamed the Rundell and Biddick Picnic.  Why?  Because the Biddicks stopped showing up. 

Showing up is important.  Mary showed up at Jesus’ feet.  Maybe that’s why her name comes first.

Mary and Martha: Coming Soon to a Blog Near You

I love the Bible story of Mary and Martha in Luke 10.  I love it so much that I’ve downloaded 20 sermons about the sisters on my ipod.  I love it so much that I can practically recite it by heart.   I love it so much that I’m making our women’s Bible study group focus on it for 12 weeks starting in September. (It’s one of the perks of being a Bible study leader – you get to pick what to study.) 

Starting sometime in September, (not sure when yet; it’s one of the perks of writing a blog – you get to decided when to write) I plan to post a daily reflection on this little 5-verse, 7-sentence passage.  Let’s just see how much we can squeeze out of this small section of scripture.   For a whole month, let’s explore what M&M might have to say to us.  You are welcome to stop in daily and join the conversation.  (It’s one of the perks of reading blogs – you get to leave comments whenever you want.)

Praying Up with John Baillie

Maybe I should just cut and paste the June 2010 posts right back in here.  Strawberry jam, camp week, VBS week – here we go again!  Except this year, throw in a wedding.  Yes, a wedding!  The big day isn’t until August, but we are in full matrimony mode.  All this activity could threaten to overwhelm me, so I need a little help these days getting prayed up.  When I sit in my prayer chair early in the morning, I start to pray, but I am bombarded with thoughts like these: 

Dear Lord, thanks for this new day.  Help me to walk in Your ways…..

Oh!   Remember to call the candy store to see if they can order red raspberry drops to go with the lemon drops for the reception……

Sorry, Lord.  Okay, fill me with Your Spirit and use me to serve others.

Ah!   Don’t forget to cut out that bamboo leaf pattern for the set design and print out more nametags for the VBS kids…….

Oops.  Focus.  Be with PB and the kids today. 

Oh yah!  Gotta pick up a Father’s Day card and get PB’s favorite snack food packed up for his week at camp….

In times like these, I call on John Baillie and his prayers.  When I can’t seem to put together two sentences that make sense even to God, Baillie’s “A Diary of Private Prayer” is just what I need. (For more on John Baillie see October 6, 2010 post,  “Borrowing Prayers From John Baillie”.)   Take it away John.  The rest of us will join in.

“O Eternal God, though Thou art not such as I can see with my eyes or touch with my hands, yet grant me this day a clear conviction of Thy reality and power.  Let me not go forth to my work believing only in the world of sense and time, but give me grace to understand that the world I cannot see or touch is the most real world of all…Let me keep steadily in mind that the things that matter are not money or possessions, not houses or lands, not bodily comfort or bodily pleasure; but truth and honour and meekness and helpfulness and a pure love of Thyself.”

Amen.

Judging the Judgmental

For the law was given through Moses;  grace and truth came through Jesus Christ.  John 1:17

Continued from the last post:  I guess my 4th grade teacher was right.  When I point my finger at someone else, there are three more pointing back at me.  This judging business is tricky.  I looked at those self-righteous Pharisees in John 8 and judged them for their judgmentalism, self-righteous person that I am.

What is astonishing to me is the way Jesus brought grace and truth to this sticky situation.

Truth: Jesus knew the truth about the woman’s sin and didn’t make excuses for her.  He didn’t debate with the Pharisees about the law or the punishment the law required.  In fact, Jesus challenged them to go ahead and stone her, which might have thrown them off a bit.  Except no one could meet the qualifier: being without sin.  Jesus was the only one there who actually met the requirements to cast the first stone, but he didn’t pick up a pebble.

Lesson:  Sin is sin and Jesus is the only one who can do anything about it.

Truth:  Jesus knew the truth about the Pharisees’ hearts: they were not motivated by a desire for righteousness, but by evil.  When Jesus asked the woman where her accusers were, the Greek word for “accuser” was the same word the rabbis used for the devil.  The religious professionals weren’t even aware that they were “caught in the act” of sinning as well.

Lesson:  Only Jesus knows what’s in the heart, good or bad.

Grace:  Jesus didn’t pass judgment on the woman.  He was careful not to bring added shame to her in front of the Pharisees and the people looking on.  Jesus only spoke to her after her accusers had left, saying, “Neither do I condemn you.  Go and sin no more.”  Although he knew what the law said, Jesus didn’t enforce the punishment, perhaps thinking, “It won’t be long before I fulfill the law and die for that sin.”

Lesson:  Casting shame, guilt and condemnation onto others is not in my job description.

Grace:  Jesus did not cast judgment on the Pharisees.  In a masterful move, he forced the religious leaders to judge themselves.  As they stood there gripping the rocks in their hands, Jesus politely bent down and wrote in the dust.  He didn’t stare them down, preach them a sermon, or embarrass them in front of the people; he allowed them to leave quietly with a little bit of dignity.

Lesson:  Grace causes people to drop their rocks.

I guess it doesn’t really matter what Jesus wrote…

What Would Jesus Write?

“But Jesus bent down and started to write on the ground with his finger.”  John 8:6

PB preached on John 8:1-11 on Sunday.  There’s a lot going on in those eleven verses and I have a whole string of questions that are stirring in my heart and mind.  But one of the most intriguing parts of this scene is when Jesus wrote something on the ground with his finger.  It is the only instance in recorded scripture of Jesus writing anything.  The Word became flesh, but didn’t write a single word of scripture.  That’s fascinating.

A woman (the sinner) caught in the act of adultery stood before Jesus, as her accusers (the church folks) beat her up with Bible verses.  Meanwhile, Jesus stooped down and doodled in the dirt.  Or did He?  What would Jesus write?  Well, I read about 25 commentaries on this passage and they all started out by stating, “There is no way of knowing what Jesus wrote on the ground, but it’s possible that….”  And so the conjecture begins.  Here are some theories:

1)  Jesus stooped down and scribbled in the dirt to collect himself because he was so angry with the Pharisees and because He didn’t want to bring further shame to the woman.

2)  Jesus wanted to give the Pharisees a chance to stop their vendetta against Him at the expense of this woman.  He was hoping they would hear themselves and recognize how evil they sounded.

3)  Jesus began to write a list of sins that the Pharisees had commiteed and were now committing.

4)  Jesus began to write a list of woman’s names and addresses – the name of each accuser’s girlfriend.

5)  Jesus was just following proper Roman judicial practices by writing out the sentence before pronouncing it.

6)  Jesus drew a picture.  (However, the Greek makes it clear Jesus wrote words.)

7)  Jesus wrote out the 10 Commandments.

8)  Jesus wrote the Pharisees’ names in the dust along with Jeremiah 17:13.  (“O Lord, the hope of Israel, all who forsake you will be put to shame. Those who turn away from you will be written in the dust because they have forsaken the Lord, the spring of living water”)

Care to weigh in?  Cast a vote?  What do you think Jesus wrote?