Last weekend I was in Arkansas celebrating my mom’s life. We had a party and invited some of her best friends and served some of her favorite recipes. One recipe, Jenny’s Vermicelli Salad, was the biggest hit at the party.
My mom used to make this special Greek salad that had vermicelli, black olives, green onions and feta cheese. My cousin Suzanne had saved an email from 2006 where my mom had given her the recipe. In the email, my mom said she was going to call this salad “Jenny’s Salad” because Suzanne’s youngest daughter Jenny loved the salad so much.
I got to read the email and see the sweet note my mom had written to Suzanne. It touched my heart. It made me remember all the times I came home from Kansas City to visit my mom and she had made that same salad for me. She knew I loved it and so it was always in the refrigerator.
If you are familiar with Luke 10:38-42, you know the story of Martha and Mary. My mom was always a Martha serving, helping, doing, and staying busy. She became a Mary when she was diagnosed with cancer. I was also a Martha until I was diagnosed with cancer. Sometimes I wonder if that’s God’s way of slowing us down and begging us to sit at his feet and just spend time with him. I am now a Mary and I now love sitting in silence and listening to what God wants to tell me. The laundry can wait. I love that God has slowed me down.
There is need of only one thing. Mary has chosen the better part and it will not be taken from her.”