Six days before the Passover, Jesus came to Bethany, where Lazarus lived, whom Jesus had raised from the dead. 2 Here a dinner was given in Jesus’ honor. Martha served, while Lazarus was among those reclining at the table with him. 3 Then Mary took about a pint[a] of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus’ feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume.
Can you imagine what it was like to be at dinner with Jesus when Mary came in and poured a pint of nard over His feet? and then wiped them with her hair? Not your usual dinner party.
You have to wonder -did she think about it in advance? or did sitting across from her brother, now alive from the dead, prompt the impulse to run and get the perfume and literally pour out her love on Him? Grateful for His power? overwhelmed by His love? Compelled to give Jesus His due?
She. Loved. Jesus. Pure and simple, she couldn’t help herself. The fragrance in the room testified to her love. Listen to the words of this song- it captures the sense of her heart, abandoned to fully loving Jesus.
What does it look like for me to lavish Jesus with love today? What’s my pint of nard? Today, how do I pour out love to Him?
- praising Him for all of His goodness?
- being kind to someone who doesn’t deserve it?
- forgiving someone?
- bringing food or physical help to someone in need?
All I can think of when I hear this song is that He is worthy of my attention, my praise, my offering, whatever it is.
What would you add to these thoughts? What does pouring out your love for Him look like for you?
AB Reflections 
My pint of nard? Time. From the authors of the Messy Monday videos: “Wait? You’re going to make time for the God who…made…time?” I know. It’s ridiculous. The less time I think I have, the more I find myself needing to spend time at his feet.
too true. we need the settling that comes from being in His presence, don’t we? thanks, Anne Marie!
I love what you shared here. I am going to re-visit this post tomorrow during my quiet time.
Thank you! It’s especially poignant to me right now, thinking about Jesus heading from Bethany to Jerusalem to fulfill His ultimate purpose in coming.