And Jesus
saw that his followers were weary, so he bade them sit in the shade of an olive
grove and rest awhile. While they were at rest he began to teach them.
There were
two sisters who were also neighbours. The elder sister worked hard all day to
keep her fire burning to bake bread for her husband and her
sons.
Every day,
the younger sister watched as her sister laboured. When the elder sister’s
husband and sons left early in the morning for the fields, she would go
out to gather fuel.
One day the
younger sister called out, “Sister, why do you leave your home so early?”
And the
elder sister replied, “I must have fuel to stoke my fire.”
And the
younger sister said, “You have ten days
of fuel in store. Sit with me that we might grind grain together.”
But the
elder sister did not listen.
In the midday sun, the elder sister
would stoke her fire to a fierce blaze.
And the
younger sister called out, “Sister, you work so hard in the heat of the day. Your
fire blazes when there is no use for it.”
And the
elder sister said, “If I do not stoke the fire, it will go out and my husband
will be angry.”
Her sister
replied, “There is enough breeze to blow on the embers and keep the fire alive. Come
sit with me a while and I will draw water from the well that we might drink and
rest.”
But the
elder sister did not listen.
In the
afternoon, the younger sister called out, “Sister, your bread is ready for the
fire. Come sit with me and sing songs of praise.”
And the elder sister replied, “I will not sing with you, for soon my husband
and sons will return from the fields and all things must be ready.”
And the
younger sister said, “I too must prepare food for my husband and my sons. But
how much better will I work if I am rested.”
But the
elder sister did not listen. And in both
households, their families were fed but the elder sister was weary from her labours.
Then Jesus asked
his disciples which of the sisters served her family best.
But when they heard of this, the
Scribes and the Pharisees and all those in authority were angered by this
question and began to plot against him.
Rosemary McBryde
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