Morning:
God brought to mind Mary and Martha.
Martha, Busy busy busy
Mary, at the Lord’s feet, because she recognized that’s what he wanted. He wanted to spend time with them, not sit in an immaculately kept house.
Faith and works. Doing for vs. being with.
God wants to be with me.
All the busyiness- if anything isn’t part of being with Him, its worthless: a distraction.
Yes, I am to work hard, provide and connect with others.
But because that makes me more like Him, closer to Him. If it doesn’t, forget it.
Later… was napping on the couch. Like a scene out of a suspense movie, I heard a male voice say “Forgive me.” And woke up with a start. Like, Nap OVER.
First impulse was to call Christina and ask her to forgive me. Sure I will, but don’t think that’s what is meant here. Christina’s always my first impulse, and that’s got to be re-aligned.
Get the sense this is more that I am to forgive someone. Myself, certainly. God? How can God need forgiveness? He doesn’t sin.
Jesus baptism comes to mind. “Permit it to be so now, for thus it is fitting for us to fulfill all righteousness.”
Jesus went through the act of baptism, though he had no sin to be washed clean of, at least, none of his own.
So that’s a connection.
“Fitting for us.”
I can’t shake the feeling that it was God speaking those words: Forgive me.
If it was, it is a direction for my benefit.
Maybe this is like Moses and Abraham “changing” God’s mind.
I don’t know. I know a lot of my perception of God is off kilter, in terms of my self-mitigating behavior.
Guess this a step towards something different.
Suppose we’ll see.
There certainly will be more dreams.
