The past few days I have been really thinking about the story of Mary from the Gospel of Luke. Not Mary the mother of Jesus, but Mary who sat at the feet of Jesus: you know, Mary whose siblings were Martha (the busy-lady) and Lazarus (who Jesus would
When we talk about Mary, we usually contrast her with her sister Martha but I don’t want to do that here. Can we just, for a few brief moments, focus on Mary?
“Mary sat down attentively before the Master, absorbing every revelation he shared.” Luke 10:39 TPT
So here’s what’s happening: Jesus has just made it into town. He comes to the home of his friends Mary, Martha, and their younger brother Lazarus. Mary sees a house full of guest and begins making preparations (as any good host would do!) but then Jesus commends Mary in front of everyone! Mary! What was Mary doing that caused such a stir?
Have you ever felt like you’ve just missed the “punch-line?”
Like you are all listening to the same story but at the end, you’re confused but too embarrassed to say anything; You begin to look around at everyone and it seems that they’re all following along but you’re missing a piece of the puzzle?
That’s what I feel about this story.
What am I missing?
As I paint this whole scene in my head, I used to see only Mary and Martha and a few guests in the room, forgetting about Lazarus, the 12 disciples, along with a crowd of people known to follow Jesus. Mary could have quite possibly been the only female sitting amongst all those men. She could have edged her way all through that crowd of men until she sits directly at Jesus’ feet.
Do you see her there?
Sitting, engaged, expectant, absorbing every word; not caring about all the strange looks from everyone.
What was she doing?
She was commended in front of everyone for sitting.
As I walked into church Sunday morning, I was exhausted. I had the privilege of pouring myself out in ministry all weekend and I loved every minute of it! (and “loving every minute of it” is not an exaggeration I really did)
But Sunday morning I was reminded that I was human and that my body needed physical and emotional rest.
Almost as soon as I sat down, I exhaled a deep breath and said, “God, I’m tired.”
I grabbed my notebook as He began responding,
“You poured yourself out for Me, Brooke; let me re-fill you this morning. Come sit with Me. Come let Me hold you. Rest in Me.”
“I love Your voice Father, I can’t wait to take my notebook down front during worship and write the things you tell me today.”
“No Brooke, not today. Just rest. No notebook today.”
“Okay Father, I’ll go be with You, and that’s it.”
I couldn’t wait to make my way to the front of the church as worship began. And yes, I literally sat down
In those moments, I believe I finally realized the part of the story I had always felt like I’ve missed:
Mary wasn’t sitting with her arms out-stretched to Jesus. She wasn’t vying for His attention, she already had it. Mary knew that when she was with Him, she had everything. In His presence, Mary was truly seen, completely understood, and genuinely loved.
As I sat at His feet like Mary, I sensed Jesus coming down to sit there right in front of me. He held me as I leaned my head on His chest and rested.
I was seen, I was understood, and I was completely loved. The music began and I was caught in a beautiful love story:
“You’re more real than the ground I’m standing on You’re more real than the wind in my lungs Your thoughts define me
You're inside me
You’re my reality
Abba, I belong to You.”
The story ends in verse 42 with Jesus saying this of Mary:
“Mary has discovered the one thing most important by choosing to sit at my feet. She is undistracted, and I won’t take this privilege from her.”
She is “undistracted.”
When we choose to be undistracted, we get the privilege of enjoying His presence.
He is waiting even now to be with you; to hold you, to comfort you, to love you. Choose to sit with Him today; you never leave the same.