The Better Part
Here’s a new song for y’all:
Here is the backstory:
Luke 10:38-42
38 Now as they went on their way, he entered a certain village, where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. 39 She had a sister named Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to what he was saying. 40 But Martha was distracted by her many tasks; so she came to him and asked, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to do all the work by myself? Tell her then to help me.” 41 But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; 42 there is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part, which will not be taken away from her.”
Martha and Mary. Mary and Martha.
If you’ve ever read this passage or heard a sermon preached on it, then you probably feel like you know these women. Maybe you even identify with one of them. Or both of them. I can certainly say I have, at times, identified with them both.
Sometimes we get really busy with the “work” of Christianity and we totally identify with Martha. We spend our time doing the “stuff” that needs to get done so that others can sit at Jesus’ feet. We prepare the food, do the clean up, sing the songs, pay the bills, scrub the toilets, wipe the noses. And we tell ourselves that it’s ok because we are serving others. We’re getting down on our hands and knees and metaphorically washing their feet.
This is ok. Martha wasn’t any less of a follower of Jesus. She was trying to do the right thing here. She was trying to serve. Serving isn’t bad. It’s good.
But there is something that is better. And in this particular passage Mary had chosen the better part. To sit at Jesus’ feet.
Were there actual, real physical things that had to take place in order for everyone to eat? Yes. If everyone sat at Jesus’ feet and listened would those things still get done? Yes.
Wait, what?!?

Imagine, if you will, a world where everyone sits and listens to Jesus and then when He is done speaking, EVERYONE gets up and helps prepare dinner.
I know, I’m blowing your mind right now.
The problem is laziness. The other people sitting and listening to Jesus don’t want to prepare dinner so Martha sacrifices her own needs in order to get it done. Don’t you think she wanted to just sit and listen to Jesus speak too?
One thing I know for sure: I have to be careful to get the order of service correct in my own life. Be Mary and THEN Martha. Make sure I choose the better part of sitting and listening to Jesus FIRST, then I can go about doing the “work”.
Marthas of Christianity, hear my plea, put the dishes down for a while. Go sit and listen to Jesus and realize that if the work doesn’t get done IT WILL BE OK. That’s the hardest part. The realization that it will be ok.
Jesus told us not to worry about this stuff in Matthew 6. Here’s what it says:
Matthew 6:25-34
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink,or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? 27 And can any of you by worrying add a single hour to your span of life? 28 And why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin, 29 yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not clothed like one of these. 30 But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 Therefore do not worry, saying, ‘What will we eat?’ or ‘What will we drink?’ or ‘What will we wear?’ 32 For it is the Gentiles who strive for all these things; and indeed your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. 33 But strive first for the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.
34 “So do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will bring worries of its own. Today’s trouble is enough for today.
Fellow Marthas, we need to stop worrying so much. We need to trust God even in the little things. Let’s choose the better part.

Truth time and I’m Still Here
Truth time: I’ve written over 50 songs in the last few years. I’m not really sure how many. I don’t post many of them on here for one simple reason: time. I’m a mom with a full schedule, it’s difficult to find the time to get a semi-decent take to post on here.
More truth: My husband has a very nice recording studio that I could utilize whenever I want. But I have even less time for that.
But I want to make more time for recording. And I want to make some actual good recordings.
I’m working on it, guys. Give me a break. 😉
Anyway, until I get around to making decent recordings, I’m gonna try to make more time to post my semi-decent iPhone recordings. At least you’ll get to hear those gems.
So here’s another one for you.
I’m Still Here.
But first, the backstory:
Some of you know that my mom passed away April 3, 2016 after a two year battle with cancer. I wrote this song at a time when I was trying to make sense of it all. I had been reading Wild by Cheryl Strayed (and watching the movie that was based off of the book) around the time I wrote this. Cheryl’s mother also died of cancer and her story is heartbreaking.
Anyway, there’s this scene in the movie when Cheryl has this realization. She’s been hiking the PCT for a while (Pacific Crest Trail) and she’s still hiking even though other, more experienced hikers have quit the trail due to adverse weather conditions. And she says, “Wow. Greg quit and I’m still here.” And something inside me just broke. It’s my favorite scene in the whole movie.
(The book and movie are not for children, just FYI. There are definitely some “fast-forward” scenes, as I like to call them. I’m not ashamed to admit that even though I’m 36, when a sex scene shows up in a movie I cover my eyes and make Nick fast-forward. Don’t judge me. You don’t know my story. 😉 )
Anyway, that’s where the words “I’m still here” come from. It’s this realization that even though we’ve been battered, bruised and beaten by the storms of life, we survived. We’re still alive and here and ready to take on the next day’s challenges. And even though it hurt a lot, we’re going to be ok.
So, without further ado, here’s the song:

Word
If you like reading blog posts that are insightful and clever and not written by me, then you have come to the right blog post. Because if you follow that link down there, you’ll read a very good, nay, excellent, post by a guy called Chris Linzey, about modern worship music and its place in the church and the home. I liked it and you should too because I said so.
I would tell you more but that would be spoilers. Go. Read. Enjoy.
I am the link you must follow.


