I was born, for better or worse, with a keen sense of justice. In the immaturity of my youth not even Jesus escaped my censoring judicial scrutiny. I thought that Jesus was not always fair, and prone to overstatements. Take the story of Mary and Martha. Jesus entered the house of the two sisters as an honored guest. Martha runs into the kitchen to prepare the food. Mary however just sits at Jesus’ feet and listens to what her beloved master has to say.