I was driving in circles after leaving the adoration chapel near our home. My tears blurred the beauty of the morning sunrise.
My husband and I had argued throughout the night, and I was expecting that during my time in Adoration the Lord was going to agree with all my complaints and change all of my husband’s very human faults.
However, as I knelt before the Lord and huffed my frustrations with loud, exasperated sighs I felt that Jesus was silent.
I found myself asking Him, “Do you even care, Lord? Fix this! Tell me what to do!”
In the stillness, I heard Jesus say in my heart, “Go home. Be at peace, daughter.”
My mouth fell open, and I left the chapel dumbfounded. Go home and be at peace? Is that it?
I wonder if Martha had the same reaction. I imagine her surprise when Jesus does not respond in the way that perhaps she expected. I imagine the Lord’s tender love when He says, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and worried about many things.” Jesus was inviting her to look within her own heart.
While Martha saw Mary simply sitting around while she worked tirelessly, Jesus revealed how He saw Mary. He saw her sitting at His feet, listening, right where she should be.
Oftentimes, during the daily frustrations of life our hearts can wander from the gaze of Jesus. We can allow the overwhelm of the moment to consume us and forget that He is in our midst, pouring out enough grace for the moment, enough grace for the day, enough grace to help us see as He sees if we open our hearts to receive it.
Jesus is enough. Jesus teaches us how to love. Jesus teaches us how to forgive. May we sit at His feet and listen.