I prayed in a small, quiet chapel this morning. As I sat there I prayed with my head bowed, asking for this, asking for that, apologizing for this, apologizing for that and then just as I was leaving I looked up and saw Christ hanging on the cross.
I was embarrassed to be sitting there so comfortably and so focused on myself without once regarding Him, without once humbly kneeling down to Him as He still hangs there taking on our sins as we continue to pile them on.
What are we doing my friends? He should be a part of every thought, every intention, every action of our lives.
He still hangs there and we still wound Him… it is so sad.
Why do we try to eat healthy and feed our families good food? Why do we workout and encourage our families to exercise?
For a long time I was trying to eat well and workout to stay strong, to stay healthy, to avoid heartburn, to live longer and most of all because that it is what people do when they grow up, they begin taking responsibility for their health, it is one of our rules. Right?
About a year ago things started to change. I didn’t realize it at first, but my workout was becoming a time of worship and prayer. It was slowly becoming a time for me to empty my head of myself and think of Him, talk to Him, read about Him and sometimes just be silent and listen for Him. I was becoming addicted to it not for the endorphins the workout provided, but to the time it gave me with Him.
Without realizing it I brought it into my yoga class. I started imagining our sweet Love helping me breathe and ease into each position. I imagined Him gently massaging the areas of tension in my legs and my back and then gently helping me ease out of each move. I imagined Him sitting with me and holding my hand throughout the meditation at the end. I have fallen in love with yoga and the precious moments it has given me with Him.
I am not sure why He has given me this Grace, but He has changed the intentions of my workout and my health and I have started calling it my worshipful workout. He has removed my longing for the goals of this world and He has shown me that even through my workout He can and should be my focus and my end goal.
I am longing to change the intentions of every moment of my life as I care for and love my wonderful husband and my sweet girls. I want every action to be done with Him in mind, for Him and with the intention of glorifying Him, pleasing Him and bringing a smile to His beautiful face. I want not just a worshipful workout, but a worshipful life!
I want it this way so that someday when I breathe my last breath, He will be my final thought.
This is the time of year when we are celebrating, we are throwing parties, we are attending parties and we are being “MERRY”!
A few years ago we threw a Christmas party and our invitation read, “Come, eat, drink and be merry!” I was thinking about this today because we wanted to throw a party this year, but I didn’t get around to planning it. When I thought about the invitation we sent a few years ago, I paused on the phrase “be merry”, in my head I changed it to, “be Mary”.
Did “be merry” originate from “be Mary”?
Rather than research the actual origins of this phrase, tonight I would rather come up with my own story!
Maybe years ago when friends were toasting and celebrating together during the Christmas season, they really did use the phrase, “Eat, drink and be Mary!”, with the intention and the prayer that they themselves as well as their friends would live as Mary did, full of faith in God and consumed with love for Jesus!
I pray during this Christmas season and the year to come, that we will all “be Mary”, living like Mary full of faith in God and consumed with love for Jesus!
Be Mary, my friends, be Mary!