Over 150 families had been invited and RSVPs had not be required for a variety of reasons, so we were totally in the dark as to how to shop and what to expect. To complicate matters further, it had been less than 5 weeks from the inception of the idea to date of fruition. All types of last minute loose ends came to mind and I began to toss and turn. After a day that had included 12 hours of set up, shopping, another period of set up, then standing outside in the cold for awhile to carol during our Living Nativity which was also going on that weekend, my body was aching. Since I'd gone to bed late, the hours of actual rest totalled less than 4...and I knew Saturday would be an even tougher go.
I thought about opening the email to see what encouragement I could find, but the time crunch kept me from it. By 7:45, I was sitting in a diner booth having breakfast with a friend before heading over to the church to face all those potential issues I'd concerned myself with in the wee hours of the morning. Right off the bat, I was caught off guard. I had a driving team going to a local shelter to pick up some ladies and their kids, but the keys to the van were missing. As one of the team began calling 1, 2, 3 people and counting to see who had the keys, I lost it. I knew it was the exhaustion taking hold, but I just cried like a baby. Two of my friends tried to comfort me and one of them reminded me of something I'd said just minutes before - "this isn't my outreach, it's God's, and I know He's going to take care of all the details." Man can I forget quickly.

The following day, I went back and opened up that email and read, "But the Lord said to her, "My dear Martha, you are so upset over all these details! There is really only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it — and I won't take it away from her." Luke 10:41-42 NLT.
The author went on to say "I can relate to Martha. If I were planning a party, she'd be the one I'd ask to help. Martha knows everything needs to be just right. But Jesus stopped her. 'My dear Martha,' he said, 'you are so upset over all these details!…' Jesus took Mary's side. He said that Mary was the one who had the right idea. She did nothing but listen and was praised; Martha did everything but listen and was chastised. The Lord's priorities are not the same as ours. Jesus isn't as concerned about our lace tablecloths and clean kitchens as we are. He's concerned with the state of our heart — the time we spend at his feet, reflecting on his words and resting in his presence."
At the moment of my tears, I was more concerned about the details that weren't in place than in seeking the face of the One who's in all the details. I knew I couldn't and shouldn't do things in my own power, yet there I was crying over what was out of my control rather than praying. I was tired, but knowing I was vulnerable should have given me all the more reason to hand over the reigns I had no right holding. Thank goodness I surround myself with others who are like Mary, who can remind me where to look and what's important if I lose sight of it.