Each year as the hustle of the holidays draws closer, I tend to notice women (myself included) draw closer to the lies this world likes to tell us this time of year.
The shopping, the decorating, the cooking, the baking, the hosting, the parties, the EXPECTATIONS.
The world puts so much pressure on us to “do the holidays right.”
We strive and shop and rise early and stay up late to make sure all of the details are sorted and perfect.
We don’t want to disappoint our kids, so we overspend.
We don’t want to disappoint our neighbors so we decorate every inch of the front yard.
We don’t want to disappoint our husbands so we make all three pies.
We don’t want to disappoint our friends so we RSVP yes…to everything.
We don’t want to disappoint our moms, so we put out the creepy naked cherubim China from Grandma.
We don’t want to disappoint our in-laws, so we….nevermind. I’m not going there. 😂
So much time, energy, and thought is put into this time of year. The food, the gifts, the decorations…all fun and festive…all temporary.
The Lord put the story of Mary and Martha on my heart after making a Target trip on Friday. I was already able to see the holiday tension begin to bubble in the one hour I spent there:
38 As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. 39 She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. 40 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!”
41 “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, 42 but few things are needed—or indeed only one.[a] Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”
Luke 10:38-42 (NIV)
Martha. Sweet, sweet Martha. I mean, I get it. The SAVIOR OF THE WORLD WAS THERE FOR DINNER. If that’s me, I’m shining the silver, butchering the cow, and hand-sewing placemats from the fanciest silk worms in all the land. I don’t know how to sew, but for my Jesus, I’d learn.
But every single time I read this story, I am cut to the core of how very intimate and secure Jesus desires our relationship with Him to be.
Put down the silver. He doesn’t care about the silkworms. Simplify the meal. He doesn’t need anything fancy.
He looks at you, His child.
Give me TIME. Give me YOU.
Sisters, as the roar of the hustle and bustle begins to turn up, please don’t miss this. Don’t miss that the most precious and meaningful relationship we are called to foster is the one that requires absolutely nothing of you.
This world wants to take everything from you.
Your Jesus has already given everything to you.
This holiday season, please, enjoy the celebration. Remember that Thanksgiving is not about what we’ve done but what has already been done on our behalf. Remember that Christmas is not what we give but what we’ve been given by our Father.
Enjoy. Celebrate. Gather. (Go to the Gala–it is amazing!)
But remember to also BE STILL.
Come out of the kitchen. Remember everything we need to have a joyful season has already been given to us. Take the time to sit down with Jesus.
And just be with Him. He is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow.
Blessings on this season, sisters.