“She broke the jar and
poured the perfume.” Mark 14:3
She gave all she had.
All she had gathered from the past.
All she had garnered for the future.
Bound in a box of stone, the pint of perfume was worth at least a year’s
wages, but on that evening in Bethany, Mary surrendered her savings and her
security when she opened the jar and anointed Jesus.
Some with Him were appalled.
“What a waste!” they accused. “Such
large treasure could have done much good.
She should have helped out the poor instead of pouring it out.” The
rebuke from Jesus came quickly and sternly.
“Leave her alone. She did something
beautiful. She prepared my body for burial.
The needy aren’t going anywhere, but I am. And for the record, from now on, her story
will be shared everywhere my story is spread.”
The last drops fell from His feet to the floor. The box lay broken, but the aroma lingered in
the air. Nothing smells sweeter than the
scent of sacrifice.
The gift was expensive and priceless. It was extravagant and precious. And no present
has ever been more appropriate.
We will never give more than He is worth.
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