“I almost wish I’d break something so I could get a break.”
That’s what I said the other day. It was selfish. It was spontaneous. But it was true.
Breaks are sometimes hard to come by.
Later I found myself in Matthew 26.
“Now when Jesus was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, a woman came up to him with an alabaster flask of very expensive ointment, and she poured it on his head as he reclined at table.”
How can I keep pouring when I feel empty?
“And when the disciples saw it, they were indignant, saying, ‘Why this waste? For this could have been sold for a large sum and given to the poor’.”
How can I keep pouring when it seems like a waste?
“But Jesus, aware of this, said to them, ‘Why do you trouble the woman? For she has done a beautiful thing to me. For you always have the poor with you, but you will not always have me. In pouring this ointment on my body, she has done it to prepare me for burial.”
How can I NOT keep pouring when Jesus calls it beautiful?
Every day I have the chance to say I “get to” (grace) instead of I “have to” (law).
Every day I have the chance to offer something beautiful to my Savior.
Because of grace and a Savior’s eyes that see beauty when I see broken, we offer all of ourselves…poured out…over and over again.
“Truly, I say to you, wherever this gospel is proclaimed in the whole world, what she has done will also be told in memory of her.”
And HE says…not an ounce of it is in vain.
Sometimes it really does seem worth it!