While Jesus was in Bethany in the home of Simon the Leper, a woman (Mary) came to him with an alabaster jar of very expensive perfume, which she poured on his head as he was reclining at the table. – Matthew 26:6-7
Dear Jesus,
I wonder what you did out at Bethany on Wednesday of your last week. Did you cry with Simon, Mary, Martha and Lazarus? Did you sit quietly in a room or in the yard and contemplate the agony about to unfold. Did you sleep in or go to bed early? I wonder if you were calm or frantic. I wonder how extroverted you were with your thoughts and feelings or how possessive of your inner privacy. I won’t know these things until I see your face and your scars for the first time in heaven. But this I know; for the joy set before you of winning me back, you despised the shame that threatened you from Calvary. You were so bent on saving me. Thank you for making my soul more important than your life. Now fill me with rich understanding and deep loved based commitment to live a dedicated faith life toward you.
Amen
Pastor Don Patterson
The more Jesus thought about his suffering and death, the more he had to consciously tell himself what we were worth. We will never exhaust the beauty of this one idea.