So, let's talk about distractions. You know, those things that yank you off course like an unruly dog on a leash. That's where I found myself the day Jesus visited. Martha, that's me, the planner, the doer, the ultimate hostess in our little village.
My sister, Mary, and brother, Lazarus, and I had this opportunity to host Jesus – yes, the Jesus. You've probably heard about him: miracle worker, teacher, the one who apparently had a soft spot for children. He was passing through our village, and I thought, "Why not invite him over?"
