So this past Sunday was Mother’s Day in the ol’ US-of-A. Hooray! My mom’s a hardworking lady, you know? In fact, she sometimes worked two jobs just to keep my brother and I in the home we grew up in (after our folks divorced). As regards that, it seems that from her forebears, she inherited the Protestant work ethic–but not their Protestantism. And it seems that I “inherited” the Protestantism–without the work ethic (ask my wife. Or don’t. Better not, ok?).
Somehow, faith skipped a generation, or something.
Ok, so I know that folks aren’t born “Christian” in the same way they’re born Caucasian, African American, Indian, Chinese, etc. Those are racial, ethnic, and/or national identities.
And it seems “Christian” as an identity is losing some of its steam these days. What I mean is that it seems that faith once delivered to the saints, like my mom, is all Martha, and no Mary. We’re all busy, busy, busy for the Lord–battling injustices, combating social ills, confronting sin, but there is precious little drawing apart, sitting at His feet.
Seeking His face.
Or so it seems to me.
Because we’re more about causes, than we are Christ. We’re known more for what we’re against, than Who–or Whom–we’re for: Jesus.
There is also precious little civility in our discourse. We want–we need–to be heard. One need go no farther than the “nearest” chat room to see this is so. Or maybe visit a blog, or two. 😉
We are so apt to go off like guns half-cocked when our sacred cows are skewered. Speak out against gay marriage–get dogpiled. Speak out in favor of gay marriage–get dogpiled. Heck, speak out in favor of the Twilight books. On second thought–don’t do that, or you’re horribly broken. (See what I did there?) Speak out in favor of, or against, just about anything, and there is bound to be a vehement, opposing opinion from someone.
What did Jesus say? “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 10:41-42, ESV).
Somehow, someway, in our information age, we’re missing “the good portion,” “the better part.” What part is that?
It’s resting in Him. Sitting at his feet. But the $64,000 question these days is: how do we do that? I don’t know what it looks like for you, but for me it means:
1) Making time to pray.
2) Getting into the Word. And sometimes, ironically, away from blogs.
3) Turning off my tech. I’m really bad about this–my phone is almost literally always in my hand.
4) Taking a moment to breathe before replying. Or refraining altogether from a reply.
5) Reading a good book.
6) Writing. I often find my best “prayers” spill forth from fingers, rather than my lips.
How about you? How do you draw apart from the “noise?”