Reading the Book, “Reflected Love” by Christopher Brown, I stumbled upon questions that I found helpful in my musing and contemplation. Allow me to share my thoughts and reflections.
Passage: Luke 10:38-42
1. What do you notice was happening for you as you sat at the feet of Jesus?
Honestly, I began to shed tears. I busied myself with a lot of things. I couldn’t pinpoint the reason why my soul was downcast and disturbed. Aside from the reasons I know, something is going on deep within. I wasn’t “attentively listening” to my heart. I always set aside Christ’s invitation to “come and rest in him”. My soul thirsts for Jesus and I am guilty of neglecting this part. I needed to pause and rest but I got distracted with a lot of things. Sitting at the feet of Jesus allowed me to slow down, to listen, to focus, and to relax my weary body. Jesus invites me into an intimate encounter, a time of deepening of relationship with him. He invites me to bring my baggages “into a place of rest”. Jesus invites me into a loving and solemn encounter where I can be at peace in the midst of all the noise within me.
2. If you were to look inside the person yourself sitting at the feet of Jesus, what would you begin to notice?
Being drawn to the holy presence of Christ, I noticed that my inner self needs cleansing and renewal. I was reminded of this song,
Rock of Ages, cleft for me
Let me hide myself in Thee
Let the water and the blood
From Thy wounded side which flowed
Be of sin the double cure
Save from wrath and make me pure
Not the labors of my hands
Can fulfill Thy law’s commands
Could my zeal no respite know
Could my tears forever flow
All for sin could not atone
Thou must save and Thou alone
Nothing in my hand I bring
Simply to the cross I cling
Naked come to Thee for dress
Helpless look for Thee for grace
Foul I to the Fountain fly
Wash me Savior or I die
While I draw this fleeting breath
When mine eyes shall close in death
When I soar to worlds unknown
See Thee on Thy judgment throne
Rock of Ages cleft for me
Let me hide myself in Thee.
3. As you come to that place, what do you notice that invites your attention?
Confronted with so many things this month, I noticed that my inner well is dry. Knowing that Christ is my “Fountain of Life”, I know where to draw water to quench and satisfy my thirst. Aside from the opportunity to rest, be filled again, to be cleansed and restored, at the feet of Jesus I always feel safe to be vulnerable. I feel free to unmask myself again and feel acknowledged, understood, accepted and loved.
At the feet of Jesus, I was reassured. I realized I got clouded with heavy responsibilities and concerns that I failed to stand on his promises.
On our class’s lectio divina, the words that struck me most are “welcomed”, “you are worried and distracted by many things”, sat “at the feet of Jesus” and “listened to what he is saying
If I were to put myself in Mary’s shoes, I’d probably find myself at ease and at peace. I am drawn to Jesus and I wanted to spend all my time and attention to him. I longed for this moment. I desired for this time. Just basking in His presence and receiving love divine.
If I were to put myself in Martha’s shoes, it would probably go like this:
So, I am preparing a feast for Jesus. I welcomed him at the gate. Got myself busy with cooking because I wanted to serve him the best way I can. I wanted everything to be perfect, so, I easily get frustrated if things aren’t going smoothly. I thought to myself that I needed an extra hand and the closest person that I can think of is my sister Mary. But there she was, sitting at the feet of Jesus. I felt envious. I also wanted to spend some time with Jesus but I am caught up with meal preparations. I am frustrated. So, I turned to Jesus and sought for help. But Jesus responded in a different way. I got hurt by the words he said. I needed an extra hand to finish everything I have prepared for him. I felt rebuked.
Suddenly, I realize that the Lord reminds me that the most essential thing is spending time with him. It doesn’t mean that he didn’t appreciate my service and hospitality. Perhaps he didn’t mean to hurt or rebuke me. He simply reminds me that the most essential thing is to “attentively listen” to him. It was a “gentle correction”, inviting me to “attentive listening” and into an intimate experience with him.