Here in Martha’s Kitchen

An Original Sermon in Song

By the Rev. Anthony J. Godlefski

July 29, 2007

With

The Rev. Marion Sanders as Martha

Barbara Ewick as Mary

Bob Cummings as Jesus

Piano and Narration by Pastor Tony Godlefski

With Pastor Tony as the Chef

 

Luke 10:38-42

38Now, as they went on their way, Jesus entered a certain village where a woman named Martha welcomed Him into her home. 39She had a sister named Mary, who sat at the Lord's feet and listened to what He was saying. 40But Martha was distracted by her many tasks, so she came to Jesus and asked, “Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to do all the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”

41But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things, 42but there is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part, which will not be taken away from her.”

 

 

Narrator: Yes, we’re here to tell you a story today. It’s not just any story, because it’s a story about Jesus. Jesus was passing through a certain village called Bethany. In this village, there lived Mary and Martha and Lazarus, their brother. Jesus was going through a troubled time. He knew the end of His earthly life was near, and He had much on His mind and heart. So Mary and Martha invited Him to their house, to stay, to have something to eat, to listen and be listened to.

 

Mary and Martha:

 

Come to My House

 

Come to my house, Lord Jesus,

Come to my house and stay.

Come to my house, Lord Jesus,

Come to my house, come away.

 

Come and sit at my table, You've been working so hard.

Come and walk in my garden, Come and play in my yard.

 

Come to my house, Lord Jesus,

Come to my house and stay.

Come to my house, Lord Jesus,

Come to my house, come away.

 

I have seen you teach on the hillside, I have heard you teach by the sea;

I have seen you feed five thousand; now the meal's on me.

 

Come to my house, Lord Jesus,

Come to my house and stay.

Come to my house, Lord Jesus,

Come to my house, come away.

 

Come to my house,

Come away.

 

Narrator: When they got to the house, Martha went right to the kitchen, because that’s the way she felt she could love the Lord the best, by preparing things and cooking things and washing things and getting things ready. She had much to do. She wanted to do so much for the Lord. But Mary, you see, just stayed in the living room and listened and listened and listened, as Jesus poured out His heart.

 

Mary:

 

Tell Me More

 

Tell me more, Lord Jesus, tell me more.

Tell me more, Lord Jesus, tell me more.

Tell me all your hopes and fears;

Tell me of the lonesome years.

Tell me more, Lord Jesus, tell me more.

 

Tell me more, O Lord, I've got all day.

Tell me more, O Lord, I've got all day.

Tell me of Your loving way,

Tell me, Lord, and here I'll stay.

Tell me more, Lord Jesus, tell me more.

 

Tell me more, Lord Jesus, of your plan

To redeem the heart of every man,

Tell me of Your message clear,

Tell me; I will stay right here.

Tell me more, Lord Jesus, tell me more.

Tell me more, Lord Jesus, tell me more.

 

Narrator: Well, Mary sat and listened, and Martha was still busy in the kitchen. Martha was so very busy, you’d think there were twelve of her, at least, but there was only one. It was a flurry of fixing, a flurry of cooking, because Martha had so much to do to make just the right feast for the Lord Jesus.

 

The Chef:

 

Here In Martha's Kitchen  

 

There's ham and chicken and turkey, and every kind of bread,

And if that's not the food you want, there's pizza pie instead.

There's lots of mashed potatoes; we've even got beef stew.

We'll top it off with Stroganoff, and ra-ta-too-ee, too.

 

All: 

 

Here in Martha's Kitchen we aspire,

To satisfy every heart's desire;

And if you should have a request,

We'll do our very, very, very best.

We'll do our very, very, very best.

 

Chef:

 

There's pie and cakes and cookies, and every kind of treat.

There's tea and coffee and lattes; pull up and have a seat!

We've got some pie and ice cream, we've even got cross buns,

We even star a salad bar for vegetarians. 

 

All: 

 

Here in Martha's Kitchen we aspire,

To satisfy every heart's desire;

And if you should have a request,

 We'll do our very, very, very best.

We'll do our very, very, very best.

 

Narrator: Well, now, Martha was cooking and cooking as if there were twelve of her, but there was only one. That’s what made her sad – there was only one of her, and her sister Mary was just out listening to Jesus. And so, in the midst of all that work, Martha thought about what it meant to do all that work alone.

 

Martha:

 

All Alone

 

It's hard to work all alone.

I do the cooking myself.

I do the dishes, and I do the shopping,

And put the food on the shelf.

 

I hear them laughing out there -

They don't have a fret or a care.

And they will eat,

'Cause I'm on my feet.

It's hard to do it all alone.

 

It's hard to work all alone.

I do the cooking myself.

I do the dishes, and I do the shopping,

And put the food on the shelf.

 

I hear them laughing out there -

They don't have a fret or a care.

And they will eat,

'Cause I'm on my feet.

It's hard to do it all alone.

It's hard to do it all alone.

 

Narrator:  So Martha had a plan. She was going to go to Jesus and get His help to tell Mary that she should come to the kitchen. So, she went to Him and said,

 

Martha:

 

Hey, Mister Jesus

 

Hey, Mister Jesus

Hey, Mister Jesus

Tell my sister what it's all about;

I want you to tell my sister

She's supposed to help me out.

 

You see, I do the cookin', and I bake the bread

But she just sits here, talkin' to You instead.

You gotta help me, Jesus,

I'm goin' out of my head.

 

Hey, Mister Jesus

Hey, Mister Jesus

Tell my sister what it's all about;

You got to tell my sister

She's supposed to help me out.

 

Narrator:  And much to her surprise, Jesus didn’t exactly do that. But  Jesus knew what Martha really needed. Martha needed to be appreciated and to come and sit and have the heavenly feast of conversation with them.

 

Jesus:

 

Martha, Don't Worry   

 

Martha, Martha, don't worry so much;

Martha, Martha, God's healing touch

Will answer every anxious care,

Will answer every longing prayer,

Martha, come here and rest.

 

Martha, Martha, God loves you so,

Martha, Martha,  I want you to know

You don't have to do everything

To be loved by Heaven’s King.

Martha, come here and rest.

 

Your sister has chosen wisely;

She listens, and that is good.

But we need you to be with us -

Enjoy the heavenly food!

 

We'll feast on just one portion;

The banquet will be spread -

Our laughter will be the sweetness,

And God's own Word, our bread;

Our laughter will be the sweetness,

And God's own Word, our bread.

 

Narrator:  So she did. She joined them at the table. They all got together and had conversation and the wonderful food she had prepared. There was great feasting; there was feasting at the table of the Lord.

 

Everyone (with instrumental help from all the young people):

 

There's a Feast at the Table of the Lord

 

There's a feast at the table of the Lord;

There's a feast at the table of the Lord;

There's a feast at the table, and everyone is able

To feast at the table of the Lord.

 

 There is peace at the table of the Lord;

There is peace at the table of the Lord;

There is peace at the table, and everyone is able

To feast at the table of the Lord.

 

There is love at the table of the Lord;

There is love at the table of the Lord;

There is love at the table, and everyone is able

To feast at the table of the Lord.

 

There is joy at the table of the Lord;

There is joy at the table of the Lord;

There is joy at the table, and everyone is able

To feast at the table of the Lord.

 

There's a feast at the table of the Lord;

There's a feast at the table of the Lord;

There's a feast at the table, and everyone is able

To feast at the table of the Lord,

To feast at the table of the Lord!

 

Narrator: And that’s the story of Mary and Martha and Jesus. Amen!

 

© A J Godlefski, 2007