Feast of St. Martha

Happy Feast of St. Martha!

I saw this article, (photo from http://wdtprs.com/)

and boy, it really struck home with me. I hope you will read it in it's entirety, it's worth it.....I left a comment at Faith and Family Live, but will copy and put it below....

Thank you for this link. It was beautifully written and very thought provoking. I admit, it is difficult to balance the needs of others, tending to the business while at the same time be in contemplative “mode”.

I have in the past, received some good direction that has helped me over the years, and while it’s true, I need to remember this piece of advice more often, it does give me a sense of peace….being a Mary in this Martha world of ours.

I was advised to consciously make the mental decision, before doing anything, to decide the ‘why’ of what I am doing. It takes some practice to form the habit, but I did find myself telling God the whys of everything. “I’m going to pick up this toy, iron this shirt, cook this meal etc etc, Why? I’m doing it because you, Lord, gave me this vocation of Motherhood. And because I love you, I will not only do it, I’m going to do it happily.”

I found after a week’s worth of working on this simple task prior to each action, I truly felt as though I was in the prescence of God, even in the littlest of moments. I began to limit unnecessary time wasters, ie TV, Internet surfing, etc, and my days became more productive, happy, and peaceful.

I can’t explain it any other way. But I hope and pray that typing these lines here, will give some other woman, who struggles to find God in her daily grind, to find Him, as I do, when I make the conscious effort to do so.

Perhaps it is like St. Therese’s little way, to find God in the smallest moments, and tell Him, I do this for you, Lord, because I love you, and want to find you, be with you, in even these little moments.

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