Zzzzzz…huh?…what?…is it morning already?  [hand being pulled.  hard.]  OK.  Yep.  Just let me stand up.  [Hey, God, give me a minute…then I’ll thank you for the new day]

What do you need?  [as being dragged down the stairs]  OK.  Yep.  Let me get that for you so you don’t get hurt.  [God, just another minute.  I have to use the facilities…]

Toast?  Yep.  Just let me wash my hands.  [Um, God, I promise I’ll make time as soon as I check my email and Facebook page.]

You need what?  OK.  Hey, who’s crying now?  What happened???  [God, just a minute, there’s this crisis…]

Time for school.  Errand running.  [OK, God, I’m in town, I promise when I get home.  You know…]

Sure, I’ll read that book.  Lunch?  OK.  What do you want today?  [After lunch, OK, everyone else naps…]

Sleep well. 

Oh, I should look up that site I heard about the other day.  I’m on the net already, so I think I’ll just check my emails again.  Oh, someone wrote to me on FB… [God, you understand, right?  Just another minute, I have to get this done…]

Gotta go.  [Once we get home from school and therapy starts, then I’ll have time…]

Where are those jammies?  Snack?  OK.  Wipe?  I’m coming.  Doorbell?  Who’s here?  Hi.  Yep.  Everything’s going well.  Yep.  Downstairs.  Yeah, you heard about that, too?… [I’m coming…soon…]

I’ll have to check that out.  Shoot.  Time to start supper.  [God, I promise, after we eat.]

Bath?  OK. I’ll help.  You need what?  Sure, I’ll help you find it.  [half-hour later]  There it is!

Whew.  I need to sit for a minute.  What’s on TV?  [God, I promise, after I relax a bit and make sure that everyone is sleeping…]

Oh, God, I wanted to…

Zzzzz… [Tomorrow, I promise…]

Too many of my days zoom by like this.  I am reminded of my unwillingness to sit and listen every time I hear the end of Luke 10…

As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him.  She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said.  But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself?  Tell her to help me!”  “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed.  Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”

I rat-race all day and miss the MOST important thing.  I picture Jesus shaking his head and saying these words to me, “Mama, Mama, you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed.” 

Jesus, please let me sit at your feet.  I am ready to listen.