The poem on which this song was based was one of our very favorite to read to our boys when they were small. I hope this brightens someone’s day!
The week between Palm Sunday is a unique time for us to pause and reflect. Almost half of the book of John focuses our attention on what Jesus did and said that week, from the supper in his honor on the eve of Palm Sunday to the Resurrection breakfast on the beach. Jesus is worthy of all our praise and worship. Can we look back at our life as an alabaster jar from which the perfumed oil is poured? Look into your jar today and you will see that there is still more to be given to Him!
Yes Master, There’s Still More!
The gospel account of Matthew and John differ slightly in the story of Jesus being anointed at Bethany. Matthew tells us that a woman with an alabaster box anointed his head as kings and priests were anointed in the Old Testament. In her choice of anointing this costly gift gave Jesus the highest honor and glory.
And when Jesus was in Bethany at the house of Simon the leper, a woman came to Him having an alabaster flask of very costly fragrant oil, and she poured it on His head as He sat at the table Matthew 26:6-7
But the story in the book of John tells us that she anointed Jesus feet.and wiped them with her hair.
Then Mary took a pound of very costly oil of spikenard, anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped His feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the oil John 12:3
This anointing was more personal in that she saw his need to have his feet washed and her choice to lavish the perfumed oil on his feet was her act of grateful worship and an expression of pure love.
While thinking over the story of Mary’s act of giving I imagined how she might have begun with anointing Jesus’ head then seeing she still had much remaining in her jar, knelt and lavished all that remained on his feet. The momentary shock of the crowd gave way to harsh and pointed criticism. Her act of worship seemed such a waste of resources for such to them. Why there were certainly more weighty problems among the poor which could have been aided by the value of what she had in that jar.
The picture of Mary simply waiting on her Master’s response captured my imagination and heart. Many of you may feel as Mary did, that you have given your best to glorify Him only to be shunned or criticized. Yet rather than becoming bitter or defensive you look and see that you still have more to give. He will be the one to both receive your lavish gift of worship and to defend you in His own way. I present this simple song tonight in hopes that He will continue to be glorified through our lives and that many will be encouraged to give Him more!
His Symphony Divine
Thank you for your gift of music
Planted in me long ago
Though I Unwilling received it
It slowly chose to grow
Father showed me keys and rests
Set the meters and the notes
When my little mind was wishing
For catching frogs and my toy boat
His lessons seemed unending
When my lip was split and hurt
From that blessed clarinet’s reed
Daily practice was just work!
But by grace notes and by quarters
And good old three-four time
Somehow began within me
A song that seemed to rhyme
And His melody stayed with me
Though sometimes I couldn’t hear
Over my life’s strong crescendos
And some sonatas filled with tears
But now I am just grateful
As my voice begins to wane
That His notes can go on singing
Through both sunshine and through rain
And I see my Father’s presence
In the notes between the lines
And I thank Him for His precious gift
With His symphony divine
There is none like unto the God of Jeshurun, who rideth upon the heaven in thy help, and in his excellency on the sky. The eternal God is thy refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms Deuteronomy 33:26 KJV
Blessed Assurance written by Fanny Crosby in 1873 for less than $5 has a message that remains priceless! Listen now!