Emerge Devotion No. 10
It was a bright, sunny day. And everything was going to be—PERFECT.
House was tidy, windows scrubbed.
I was counting on it to be an excellent day. Just perfect.
There were important guests. I had to make an impression.
A PERFECT DAY.
It all started falling apart.
Piece by piece.
Have you had days like that?
It doesn’t seem much of a huge deal at first.
A little complaint. A critical question.
A hair out of place, burnt toast, spilt milk.
Got mud on your shirt, left your wallet on the bus, wet hair in the rain.
But it all heaps up, doesn’t it?
Little foxes that spoil the vine.
Little quarrels that spoil the friendship.
Little discouragement that sours …
And why doesn’t anyone notice when I’m falling apart?
Can’t they see that I’m struggling inside?
Does it actually mean that I’m really not that important?
But mostly …
Why doesn’t HE ask them to help ME?
Why doesn’t He care?
And sometimes it just feels like there’s this hidden answer script that everyone has been given—what to say, when to say it. I’m always just left slightly behind. Never quite getting it right.
Never quite making the grade. Always missing my moment.
Psalm 61:2 From the end of the earth I will cry to You, When my heart is overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
And then, I get it.
It’s because some of us need to be at the ends of the earth to realise …
(At His feet, is where everything is—Perfect)
Inside every Martha, there is a Mary within.