Mary sat at Jesus’ feet, drinking in all the spiritual nectar her soul could accommodate. Apparently she was the more quiet one, the contemplative one. But don’t think she didn’t have spunk. After all, she joined her sister in protesting to Jesus on the occasion of their brother Lazarus’ death: “If you had been here, my brother had not died.” Then here she is with Jesus as a guest in her house. She wasn’t much concerned about their meal.
Mary and Martha, a needed difference
