The busy do not understand the un-busy. “Are you keeping busy?” they blurt, which leaves the un-busy three choices—to lie, prevaricate or stare fixedly ahead. The story of Martha and Mary is devoted to this tension. Jesus makes plain where his heart is.
Until the shadows lengthen, and evening comes, and the busy world is hushed… Yes, an experience like this has my inner Anglican undulating. But no, the organ didn’t fall from heaven and the now is non-liturgical and the churches are empty and an extended period of under-stimulation is the best thing that ever happened.
Hurry. Worry. Memory. These are big weeds.
Men's Work 