Did you hear about Mary

Some thoughts from my notebook this morning... from a time together called, “Pour Out Your Life.” …The disciples murmured about Mary for the waste (giving more than necessary) when she anointed Jesus. Yet Jesus wanted her story to be known. He wants us to “waste” our lives on Him and each other in that same way. The world (and our logic) can’t understand. A window of time for anointing may pass if you wait. When they went to anoint His body, it was gone, but Mary had already anointed beforehand and gave her all. She held back nothing and had no regrets. If we can hear the gospel and truly see ourselves for who we are, it should produce this kind of life. What Mary did was out of control. There was no return on investment. It wasn’t recoverable. A wildly abandoned person doesn’t consider cost, ramifications, appearance, etc. It isn’t a list of pros and cons. Mary caught the scent and aroma of Jesus, and “Ah, what can I do?” It may not mean much to Him, but it’s my most precious thing. Just wanted to share those few gems this morning. I surely want to grow in loving on Him and you all by giving my most “precious things.” Love, D

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This was passed on to me from another and I was just really encouraged by the heart behind it. I so want to have this attitude toward JESUS and others around me. I have realized that for much of my life I have always been a "Martha" but I long to be a "Mary"... to have that kind of love that says I don't care what the world thinks of me I must spend time with my JESUS, I must be near to HIM! I must do all that I can do, all that HE leads me to do because HE alone is so worthy...HE calls us to love one another so what a wonderful way to love HIM by doing for and helping each other in HIM.

Just thought I would pass this along to whom ever GOD might have read it. Be blessed in HIM today.

with much sisterly love
God bless
maryjane

Hi Maryjane....thnx so much for sharing the above....that story has always moved me...and I have always wanted to know more of it's depths and what it meant culturally for that dear woman to break open that special box and pour it's contents upon the Lord.

I have written in the margin of my Bible (can't remember who stated or wrote it) that the alabaster box was undoubtedly an heirloom from previous generations and possibly saved for a "husband-to-be". She was waiting for just the right moment and the Spirit of God said, "Mary....this is it."

Sometimes it feels like I have offered Him nothing that costs me heavily. At other times, it seems I am attempting to break the seal of my own alabaster box. I pray for myself and all of us that we will be able to lavish upon Him the thing we cherish most.