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Yesterday was a race from the moment my feet hit the floor ‘til I tucked my weary, done-in bones into bed last night. A frantic day, a not-a-moment-to-spare day. A chasing-my-tail day. I know you’ve had them. But as I look back on the sequence of events my anxiousness, my distractions, my unrealistic expectations exacerbated the disappointing chaos.

 
This morning I roused to thoughts of what did you do with Jesus? My mind immediately protested, Why I prayed yesterday morning and I asked God to make my path smooth and help me get everything done I needed to accomplish.

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The silence was deafening.

 
I thought back to yesterday morning and shoving my husband out the door so I could execute my plan for the day. My Martha spirit reasoned, if I missed the first part of Bible study and use it to—yep, that would leave me just enough time to accomplish what needed to be done. I’d just go for the DVD, after all, I did my homework. Yeah, that part worked ‘til the rest of the day did the proverbial leap into the handbag.

 
As I laid there this morning making excuses an old spiritual began to play over and over in my head. In the mornin’ when I rise, in the mornin’ when I rise. In the mornin’ when I rise, I need Jesus.

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And I was ashamed.

 
Those prayers tossed toward heaven were about me, not about Jesus. I had made a plan, dotted the “I’s” and crossed the “T’s”. My plan would be a smashing success. Or so I thought.

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I rolled over and stared at the ceiling as the melody pricked my heart and I whispered my confession to the Lord. My sin of not consulting Him first. My sin of putting everything else before Him. My sin of being distracted with all my preparations. Oh, not bad things, just my things. I hadn’t chosen that “good part” like Jesus told Martha. “Mary has chosen the good part, which shall not be taken away from her” (Luke 11:42 NAS).

 
How many mornings does this scene repeat itself at your house? How many mornings do your eyelids snap open while your feet hit the floor and there’s no looking back to seek Him. How many mornings do we all open the front door to chaos by not beginning the day with Jesus. Thanking Him. Praising Him. Humbling ourselves before Him. Admitting, before we rise, we need Jesus.

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“Now as they were traveling along, He entered a certain village; and a woman named Martha welcomed Him into her home. And she had a sister called Mary, who moreover was listening to the Lord’s word, seated at His feet. But Martha was distracted with all her preparations; and she came up to Him, and said, ‘Lord, do You not care that my sister has left me to do all the serving alone? Then tell her to help me.’ But the Lord answered and said to her, ‘Martha, Martha, you are worried and bothered about so many things; but only a few things are necessary, really only one, for Mary has chosen the good part, which shall not be taken away from her’” (Luke 10:38-42 NAS).

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