A few days ago my oldest son was doing his Bible time. He’s working his way through Promises Fulfilled from Explorer’s Bible Study. (If you’re looking for a Bible curriculum, I highly recommend!) He’s currently studying the book of Luke. This is the fist year that he has a desire to get in the Word on his own, and I love to watch his personal relationship with God blossoming! One of my favorite things about my son, is his heart for The Lord. It’s a beautiful thing.
But, something happened the other day that had never happened before. He called me out!
“Mom, you know how I’m reading Luke?”
“Well, have you ever read chapter 10?”
I’m sure I have, but which story is it?
He passes me his open bible and this is what I see staring back me.
My heart sank, because I knew what he was getting at. Before I go on, let me share the story with you.
As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”
“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.” ~Luke 10: 38-42
My 14 year old son had recognized my Martha spirit and he was sharing a Word with ME! I wish I could say that he was sharing this passage with me because he was reminded of my Mary-ness, but I knew better. My son is so black and white that he had figured I must have never read this story before. I mean, I must not have, since I’m always acting like a bitter crazy Martha, right? Wrong.
I’m familiar with the story. I’ve read it a thousand times. Ironically, I even have a book by Joanna Weaver, Having a Mary Heart in a Martha World on my bookshelf that I’ve never made the time to read. I’m thinking now might be a good time!
My heart was full of joy that my son is growing the The Word AND felt like he could share his wisdom with me. I’m so blessed to have him. But, his reminder was a loving conviction that I do not want to ignore. When your child calls you out in such a loving and understanding way, you would be a fool to do nothing! I would hate for him to think he shared God’s Word and his heart with me only to be met with zero results.
He wasn’t trying to make me feel bad, and I don’t. I won’t let guilt get the glory here, because then I would still be missing out. My son was lovingly sharing something he thought would benefit me. How lucky am I?
Now, I guess I better do some work in the Martha areas of my life before I completely miss out on “what is better”.
I thanked my sweet boy for calling me out.
I love him!
Someday I’m going to look back on life and my fleeting time with these precious boys, and realize how much time I wasted being a Martha, OR I could change the future today!
Have your kids ever called you out on something? What was it? How did you take the blow?
I’m sharing this post at Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop today.