The day had finally come
It was the month of May
What seemed so far away was here
Today was her wedding day
All those months of preparation and planning had come to this
Her heart, mind and soul longing and willing to be finally His.
Her bridesmaids were ready
They looked at her with tender admiration
Her breathing heavy
Not with fear but with eager anticipation
If this was a gallery, she was a center piece
And since He was an artist, she knew she was His masterpiece
The apple of His eye
But something disturbed her, why?
It was something that caught her eye.
It was the flowers
Who brought lilies when she had categorically and specifically said no lilies only roses?
Moses! She wanted to call the service provider
Not now, he would get a piece of her mind later when they came back.
What’s that noise? Feedback on the mics? I mean seriously?
And the singers are obviously struggling with the song
I thought they had practiced thoroughly?
Her head turns from left to right
And her worst nightmare seems to be coming true
Things are not in place and she has no clue what to do
And then achoo!
No way Sue, don’t tell me you choose today to have a flu
As her sunny day turns into a stormy night one thing is forgotten
As she is mad at everyone in the venue, one person is forgotten
The bridegroom
Martha! Martha! You are concerned about so many things when only one thing is needful
You have been burdened by the pride of life and have neglected Him who is the way, the truth and life
You have been caught up with the activities of church
The services, programs and have forgotten Him who is the head of the church.
Martha! Martha! You’re lost in discussions and arguments about music
This song is the best or this artist is the best
And you have missed Him whom we should sing to
He whom David says to, “You have become my song”
Martha! Martha! Be still
Cast your care
Behold, here comes the bridegroom.
Story Retold from Luke 10:38-42
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