Get washed, get dressed, my toiletry;
Feed the cats, feed myself, nourishment.
I feel like the child in Dylan Thomas'
A Child's Christmas in Wales--
"Get to the good part."
What is the good part?
Is it indeed Mary's chosen portion?
What of Martha? Is her ritual not good?
She longs to be alone with God
But she has responsibilities--
They cannot be ignored and Martha's
Part must be transformed into a prayer;
Her work be made into a prayer intent.
And yet, ah bliss, a moment in that secret place,
Door closed on all around her--
A moment of quiet with God.
Ah, that is bliss, the good part for which
The soul longs; the good part where she belongs.