The Fragrance of the Perfume

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 withoctober-04-assorted-001 the fragrance of the oil          John 12:3

While Hollywood has generally given us the impression that Mary was a young beautiful woman, that may not have been the reality. In that time even poor young beautiful women would have been married and Mary was not poor. While we do not know Mary’s age it seems possible that she and Martha were both widows, living with their brother Lazarus. That would give us an entirely different view than the film version. In this scene we meet a Mary who kept all her savings in that perfume jar. It acted as something of a retirement account. As she grew older with no marital prospects, no way to work or even the right to own property that perfume was all she had besides the kindness of her brother. She was presenting  that gift in a single defining moment as her worship and expression of love to the Lord Jesus.

As the fragrance filled the room people began one by one to realize how exorbitant and yes even a little crazy what Mary was doing really was! Her family and friends were shocked but silent. Then one by one the disciples, beginning with Judas,  began to protest. “Why wasn’t this sold …and given to the poor?”

But Jesus knew Mary’s heart and while she remained silently at His feet He defended her. Today we have little to describe how Peter or John, Andrew or Phillip worshiped, but Mary’s act remains as the Bible’s best example of how we should be after 2,000 years. In a way that costly perfume continues to fill each of our rooms with its fragrance!

Master There Is Still More!

Master There is Still More!

 

As people filled the hall Mary trembled at the door

Holding tight the fragile jar that held her treasure store

Her eyes ran searching, looking close as she softly crossed the floor

Then with the box of alabaster came and stood behind the Lord

She broke the seal and on his head perfumed oil began to pour

The crowd fell silent as the fragrance gently filled the air

“Why this waste?” one man exclaimed why not feed the poor?

But Mary looked up to His face and said “Master, there is still more!”

Then effortlessly with a joy she knelt to wash his feet

And wiped them with her hair then smiled her worship now complete

 

 

But with righteous indignation soon the people harshly asked

Just think of all that we could buy with the spikenard from that flask!

But Mary only paused to fix her wet and loosened hair

Then waited calmly at His feet by the broken empty jar

 

And in response her Master said that they’d always have the poor

Who could be fed on any day yet, they would not have Him much more

So tell this story always of how she has blessed her Lord

When she poured her perfume on my head

Then said,kimg2590

“Master there is still more!”