Location, Location, Location

Ask any real estate agent what are the three most important factors in his field of work, and  he will tell you,

Location.  Location. Location.

From the day we enter this world, a body is given to us and we can’t help but occupy certain square footage… just one spot with precise geographic coordinates at any given moment. It’s essential aspect of being human.

Often, that location is chosen for us, especially early on or towards the end of our journey, but we all at some point experience relative freedom as to where we want to be.  We actually get to choose our location.

That afternoon in Martha's hospitality hub Martha chose a steamed-up kitchen.

Mary chose to sit at Jesus’ feet.

Of all the places she could have been in that busy household, she chose to be near Him.

What drove Mary to such counter-cultural choice?  What made her slip the apron quietly over her head that day, and lay it softly over the back of the chair, abandoning her sister in the middle of all the hectic work? (Or did she threw the apron on the ground, giving up decisively on the rat-race madness?)

What propelled her into this humble act of rebellion… a gentle revolution of surrender... at Jesus’ feet…?