In each of us figuratively speaking we all have the same number of apartments. Each room senses affection, sentiment and so forth. But there is an apartment in our soul house that many never open; remains locked up. Usually the best apartments are the ones neglected because of the price for the space, but Jesus already paid that price. The best apartments have a glorious outlook that takes your breath away, that stand up to sun and air, from whose windows one may look clear across Jordan and see the fields and hills of the Promised Land, into this room men seldom go into.
They choose rather to live in that part of the soul house that looks into the backyard, where nothing but rubbish is gathered and the fence that seems to high to jump over as troubles cascade down from the room that you choose to live in, many men live in this room, instead of visiting the best apartment of the house.
EVERYDAY IS AN INVITATION
To open. Like a plate from a buffet line we hold to much stuff, we fit everything and anything that looks good on it, we make space even when there is none. We walk to our table hoping that our over loaded plate doesn’t fall, we dodge to the left, then to the right as we perform this dance around others. Sometimes we get to the table without an incident but at times the overloaded plate falls to the ground as then others stop and stare as we hurry to pick the remaining pieces up off the floor and dispose of it. What looked so good is now waste.
That stuff is what is causing us to not open that door that He eagerly awaits for us to open. Are we pursuing what makes us feel complete or are we pursuing what has already made us complete?
Now as they went on their way, Jesus entered a village. And a woman named Martha welcomed him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet and listened to his teaching. But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to him and said, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Tell her then to help me.” But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.” (Luke 10:38-42 ESV)
Martha had the same problem, her plate was overloaded. It was heaping with distractions. While Mary just sat, her heart open as Jesus began to fill her with the Word of God, Martha who was more worried about needing help in the kitchen rather than her sit and listen to Jesus was upset because of the tasks that she had to complete. The important things that we think are important is not necessarily important.
The hinges of the door creak as its being opened. Fragrance that was present has now vanished as the tear stained floor is now covered with dust and the walls have become dull, days have passed and the memories that you once had in this room is all that is left. Only now Jesus awaits you on the other side of the door asking you to “come in and sit at my table”