Mary or Martha?

When Ginger and I were together it was a case of Mary and Martha. Which was Ginger do you ask? Well, those of you who knew Ginger, knew the answer to that question right away...she was Mary and I was Martha. In the New Testament, it reads, Now it came to pass, as they went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house. And she had a sister called Mary, which also sat at Jesus' feet, and heard his word. But Martha was cumbered about much serving, and came to him, and said, Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone? bid her therefore that she help me. And Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou are careful and troubled about many things: But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her. (St. Luke 10:38-42)
Let me explain a little. Ginger spent her time building relationships with the loved ones and friends around her. She didn't sweat the small stuff. She didn't waste her time trying to put on a show for others to admire. She was always the first person to be willing to just hang out and talk. When I really needed to talk about everything and nothing at the same time, she was the one I would call. She was never too busy to talk. I am sure that she was busy when I would call, but she never let me know it. She understood that time here on this earth is precious and I feel that she knew without really knowing that we do not have a moment to waste stressing and sweating the small stuff. I hope that in time, I can learn that wonderful lesson that she so freely lived.