When one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, he went to the Pharisee’s house and reclined at the table.
A woman in that town who lived a sinful life learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee’s house, so she came there with an alabaster jar of perfume.
As she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears.
Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them.
Luke 7: 36-38 NIV
She came there with an alabaster jar of perfume.
She came as she was – sinful, broken, and weeping.
She fell at your feet.
She brought you her most precious possession.
All that she had – an alabaster jar, filled with perfume.
Broken from past sin, spilling all her future before you – she gave her all.
The air brimmed with the fragrance of forgiveness.
The spirit embraced her as a child of God, loved and accepted.
Healed, restored, she found the light of hope in you. She found new transformed life.
Lord, I come to you on bended knee.
I sit at your feet too often full more of myself than love for you.
I wonder what is my alabaster jar.
What do I cling to, afraid to give back to you, for all that I hold, all that I have comes from you?
What do I need to shatter that blocks me from loving you?
How do I fully surrender to you, giving you all?
I come to you, bare and vulnerable, worshiping until tears spill onto your scarred feet.
I come as I am – sinful, broken, and weeping.
Here I am, Lord.
My all, my soul, my alabaster jar.