Dear Martha and Dear Mary

Dear Martha

One sitting at those precious feet

Listening to Jesus sharing

One is steadily working

Accusing Him of not caring.

 

You saw He raised your brother

Surely heard water turned to wine

Saturate the feet of Jesus, Martha

Is there a perfume too fine?

 

Sit at the feet of Jesus, Martha

The distractions will be okay

Emulate Mary; do the best thing

"It will not be taken away."

 

When giving a dinner in Jesus' honor

Let Him graciously pick up the bill

Take off those shoes; recline with Him

And your house He will fragrantly fill.

 

"Martha, Martha, 'Only one thing is needed,'"

Jesus would lovingly chide

Didn't you know by now, Dear Martha

That Jesus would always provide?

- by Shelli Littleton (copyright 2013)

  

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Dear Mary


One sitting at those precious feet

That will never be taken away

One complaining, "Tell her to help me"

But at Jesus' feet you did stay.

 

You saw He raised your brother

Surely heard water turned to wine

You would saturate the feet of Jesus

There was no perfume too fine.

 

You sat at the feet of Jesus, Mary

The distractions weren't a care

You poured the oil on His precious feet

And wiped them with your hair.

 

When a dinner was given in Jesus' honor

You let Him graciously pick up the bill

When others would scold, He said, "Leave her alone"

And your house He did fragrantly fill.

 

Mary, Mary, you chose the best

As Jesus would lovingly side

Because you knew in your heart, Dear Mary

Jesus would always provide.

- by Shelli Littleton (copyright 2013)

 

 

 

Our family; God's sweet provision