Note to my readers. This post was scheduled for release before Father’s day. Unfortunately my draft scheduler did not release it. I hope you don’t mind reading it 6 weeks after the fact because today has to be another “Martha” day for me and I usually write when I am in the “Mary” mode.
I had a “Martha” day yesterday. I cooked all day yesterday for other people. I baked two lasagna’s, a big kettle full of chicken noodle soup and two blackberry/blueberry pies. In addition to that I roasted a pork butt and made it into a very delicious barbecue dish.
Needless to say by the end of the day I was exhausted. The lasagna, pie and barbecue were cooked for my parents who I will be visiting this weekend. The other lasagna and chicken noodle soup were prepared for my daughter since she sprained her ankle and can’t do much weight bearing activities presently.
In the evening I got a call from a friend who lives in Dallas. He said he needed someone to pick him up from the hospital because he had just had a hernia repair surgery. I couldn’t refuse him because he is like a little brother to me and I love the kid.
This morning I got up thinking I was going to spend all morning taking care of my bro but then had to rush back to Keller for a hair appointment. By 9 am I decided that my hair appointment needed to be rescheduled for later in the day because there was no rushing someone who has had abdominal surgery. My poor friend could barely walk.
So I rescheduled the appointment for 4 pm. Then on the way home I got a call from a girlfriend who is going through some serious insanity in the family court system.
Usually I multitask through phone calls but this one needed my full attention. We talked for quite a while then I went to get my swim in at the pool and quickly jumped in the car to go to the hair salon.
While on my way to the salon I noticed it was actually 3 pm instead of 4 pm so I swung by the library to do some reading, then got my hair colored.
I didn’t get my house cleaned and I didn’t get any packing done but what I did do was more important. I showed the love of Christ to my friends. I took time out of my busy schedule to minister to them.
I was Mary today when I had every intention of being Martha. To be honest I had a great time being Mary but tomorrow I better get my “Martha” on because I have got a ton of work to do before I leave to go visit my Dad for Father’s day.