“Now as they went on their way, Jesus entered a village. And a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to his teaching. But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell her then to help me.” But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.”
— Luke 10:38-42
Today is a big deal.
Today, on a day home with my children, I showered AND did my hair. To add to it, I do not have on yoga pants and a pajama top. I am wearing (clean) jeans and an actual daytime top.
Here’s the thing: every day that I am home with my children, I commit to do all of these things. But as parents with young children know, things do not always go as planned.
My typical day at home goes something like this:
I wake up to a child jumping on my chest. Hard. That child is relaying to me that unless he goes downstairs to get apple juice right now, he will spontaneously combust.
I go downstairs to get said apple juice and avert World Crisis.
On my way downstairs, our daughter wakes up. She must nurse right now or she too will spontaneously combust. So I go into her room to nurse and again avoid a child bursting into flames.
But our son is now standing in his sister’s room, screaming for juice. I pick both kids up, carry them downstairs and get juice.
Apple juice in hand, I then start breakfast. Before the eggs are cracked, however, someone has dropped something/smeared something/hit someone/all of the above.
I run toward the yells and avert crisis #3 for the morning.
You get the picture.
By the time all the distractions are finished for the day, it’s bedtime.
So, for me to be able to wake up, shower, do my hair and put ‘normal people’ clothes on today is a very, very big deal.
The Lord has been teaching me about distractions, however.
Each morning for the past few years, I would present my day to God. I prayed that God would allow me to live my life without all the little distractions taking up so much of my time. Last week, however, I believe God gave me the truth:
These distractions ARE my life.
Instead of becoming frustrated because God did not allow me to live out the agenda I have for the day, I will give in to the plan He has for my day. As I clean a wound, unwrap string cheese and change the fourteenth diaper, I will know that there is no holier calling than this life.
There is something so sacred in giving into the ‘distractions.’ When I stop resisting the distractions and release ‘my plan’ to God, I realize the path I’m walking is exactly the path He chose for me.