I’ve mentioned before that you should make your kids memorize Bible verses.
Seriously, do it.
All of my adult life, the verses I memorized when I was a little girl have come back to me when I need them. These past few weeks, they have been flying at me fast and furiously.
I’ve known this one forever. And, honestly, it’s never really resonated with me that much.
But then I fell in love with a tiny human. And lived goodbye.
And in response to all of the whys, I only know a few things.
This was not a mistake. I did it because it was right.
When I pleaded with Jesus to be excused from this assignment, or at least to get some more details, the very clear words of instruction were “one thing.”
Mary chose the one thing that was necessary. Sitting at Jesus’ feet.
For me, sitting at Jesus’ feet meant living hello and maybe and I love you and goodbye.
The darkness is big in goodbye.
Time slows down. Sleep is elusive. No words fit.
The redemption ache throbs loudly, so very loudly.
And then silence.
But, at last, a word. A picture. An assurance that hope was not misplaced, that all may still be well. Permission to exhale.
I am driving home and I hear it. Not with my ears, but with my heart. My own personal Jesus-song. It tells me that faithfulness is not wasted. Obedience is not ignored.
He sees. He delights. He sings.
Friends, this is true when we hear it and when we don’t.
If you have chosen the one thing that is necessary, if you are sitting at his feet, he sees.
Your faithfulness is not wasted. Your obedience is not ignored.
He delights in you.
He is singing over you.