There they are. The bills that need paying. The papers that need filing. The calendar that needs space. Occupying my writing stool — clothes that need folding, in one tight place — life choking life.
Is all this necessary?
Open there — the words that remind me to breathe, “Only one thing is necessary.” Mary, who sat before the Master, hanging on every word He said, has chosen better than I. It will never be taken from her — or me. But, I give it away when I am overly occupied, busily distracted, and worn weary.
I hear the Lord whisper quiet to my my soul — the same question Jethro asked Moses, “What are you really accomplishing here?” (Exodus 18:14 NLT) …