For weeks it seems my well has run dry of words. I sit with fingers on keys, anticipating.

Not much of anything.

Sometimes, I wonder.

What if writing has been only for a season? What if God is calling me to pull up my tent stakes and follow His glory cloud into some other unknown territory?

What if, more than anything, God wants to quiet my soul and stop the frenzied trying to serve?

Because what’s all the frenzy and serving about anyway? 

Do I want to “serve” more than I want God?  If so, who am I really “serving”?

Can I be content doing nothing but sitting at Christ’s feet?  Could such a position still be “the better way” of Mary’s day?

I’ve been experimenting. Trying to be counter-cultural a bit. Spending more time with Jesus and less time on my phone. On social media. On serving, serving, serving. In ways I, or others, think God wants us to serve till we wear ourselves out, break down our health, break down our relationships with Him and everyone else.

Could it be that more Kingdom work gets done when we tell our “Martha” she can dare to be more like Mary?  Could there be an upside-down Kingdom economy where doing less of what we think serves God will actually produce more Kingdom fruit? Could more prayer take us where we all long to go?

I think so.

Let’s seek more of His presence with open hearts, minds, and eyes. Perhaps we’ll find not just a better way, but the Best Way.