Luke 7:37-38

Luke 7:37-38

And behold, a woman in the city who was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at the table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of fragrant oil, and stood at His feet behind Him weeping; and she began to wash His feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head; and she kissed His feet and anointed them with the fragrant oil.

This should be a picture of the church. This should be a picture of the Lord’s people as they come together to lavish praise on Him for His grace and His mercy. An alabaster jar was a beautiful and expensive vase with a long, slender neck carved from translucent gypsum. Ointment of nard was a fragrant ointment imported from the mountains of India. This was pure and genuine ointment, thus very costly. Mary’s gift to Jesus  was worth a year’s wages. We should come to church ready and willing to pour out the most valuable and precious parts of our lives. We should always come with a desire to wash the feet of our precious Savior and anoint Him with the most valuable parts of ourselves. Our love for our King should be one of a willingness to sacrifice it all. Yet often we find that this modern church has become something we participate in at our convenience. If we are a few minutes late no matter, we’ll only miss the worship. Mary however did not miss the worship. She stood behind Him at His feet weeping. We should long to weep at the feet of Jesus as the worship is conducted and the congregation sings, its chorus rising up to heaven, a pleasing melody to our God.  All Christians should wake up on the Lord’s Day filled with a hunger and a passion to get to the house of God. All during the week we should be wanting and needing to tell others about the feast of love and celebration that we are going to on Sunday. They should feel our excitement and be filled with wonder. What a sad commentary when church becomes a place where men exchange business cards and women compare shoes. Lingering in the foyer or outside until the last minute and then before the altar call is over racing to the parking lot to avoid the jam. Our God longs to see believers praying as the invitation is given. He longs to see intercession taking place as the broken make their way to the altar and the skeptical and uncertain fidget in their seats. Pray Christian, pray! The lunch table will still be there. Souls are hanging in the balance. What if we came to church with a heart that was in full recognition of how much God has done for us, how great the sins were for which we have been freely given grace and because of that understanding our hearts were full of love and devotion? Truly it should be that he who has been forgiven much loves much. Would we take the service more seriously if we could see the maelstrom of battling angels and demons that are a spiritual tornado over the building of the church? What if from several blocks away we could see a swirling cloud and as we got closer it became clear that it was dense and mortal combat over the lives of men, women, and children? We may not in fact see it, but in truth it is there. If we looked upward and outward instead of inward at ourselves and our desires would the love in our hearts be magnified, born to new depths and passions?

And behold, a woman in the city who was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at the table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster flask of fragrant oil, and stood at His feet behind Him weeping; and she began to wash His feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head; and she kissed His feet and anointed them with the fragrant oil.

Read this and know that this was a woman whose perspective was proper and whose perception was accurate. He is worthy of all of our affections. He is worthy of all of our expensive ointments. He is worthy of us washing His feet with our tears. He is God and while we were yet sinners He died for us.

“Lord today I will anoint your feet with everything that is precious to me. I will fall at Your feet in worship. When I come to Your house this Sunday I will look up and I will see the battle that rages for the souls of people. I will worship You with all of my heart and I will pray for souls as the preacher preaches, amen.”

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