A Beautiful Thing

 

During this Holy Week many of us read, study and ponder the steps Jesus took to the ultimate sacrifice. His painful giving of Himself for us all.

In my devotional reading this morning, I was reminded of the woman who poured expensive, costly perfume over the Lord:

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. 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.” 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. 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.”   Matthew 26:6-13 (ESVUK)

And the question presented for reflection was this -

What one thing might I do for Jesus this Easter which would be deeply costly and personally sacrificial?

Deeply? Costly? Personal?

I was at a loss. I thought of things I enjoy doing. I thought of things I am comfortable doing. But something deeply costly? Perhaps even painfully uncomfortable- for the sake of another? For Jesus?

Oh, I thought of giving up social media, or spending more time in prayer but they just didn’t sound deeply costly.

So I sat with this question awhile longer. And scripture verses started wandering into my thoughts until one settled in.

He must become greater, I must become less. (John 3:30)

And so it dawned on me that my personal, costly sacrifice could only be…

an empty alabaster jar.

My sacrificial gift to Jesus is an emptiness of self. Fill me and pour me out, Lord, again and again as You see fit.

I empty myself of my desire to do my own thing and make room for Him to do His Own Thing. Without preemptive tweaking or excuses.

Call it sacrificial obedience. Call it sacrificial love - for Jesus.

May it be a beautiful thing. And may it be Your fragrance, Lord, that fills the room…

Lost and Found

I had a moment a year or so back and it came to mind this morning. I had to really dig to find where I wrote this precious memory down on a social media site. It was hidden; lost - and then it was found. I had to bypass so many other postings of so many other good memories. I searched and searched. Until I found it. I was so glad I found it! It blessed me anew! I couldn’t believe I actually found it. But something inside me wouldn’t let go; wouldn’t stop looking. May my sharing it with you now stir something fresh and new in you as well. Both the message contained in the photo below. And this message of joy in finding. Know that Jesus also pursues and is relentless about it because there is something inside Him that just won’t let go. It’s His love…

Then Jesus told them this parable: “Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Doesn’t he leave the ninety-one in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts in on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.’ I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent. (Luke 15:3-7)

Why, O Lord, why?

 

Your sweet granddaughter is diagnosed with cancer. Your son announces an impending divorce. Your only mode of transportation keeps breaking down and you just can’t afford a replacement right now of all times.

If you just knew the why. Maybe you could handle it better. Why, O Lord? Why?

Martha and Mary certainly asked that. We read that in John 11:21 and 32. Lord, why didn’t You come when we sent word? Why weren’t You here to keep him (their brother Lazarus) from dying? Why?

But as we enter into the days prior to Holy Week, we see something. Jesus Himself, knew His why - definitely as He knelt in the garden of Gethsemane - but probably long before that. And He experienced the intense pain and suffering of knowing the upcoming intense pain and suffering. Scripture says in Matthew 26 verses 37 through 39… He began to be sorrowful and troubled. Then He said to them, “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death.”  Going a little farther, He fell on His face to the ground and prayed, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from Me.

And then, the hardest prayer to ever pray: Yet not as I will, but as You will.” (v.39b)

Jesus suffered. Jesus wept. Jesus pleaded. We don’t see Him looking on the bright side. Thinking pretty, positive thoughts. Focusing solely on the victorious end result. No. Jesus was in deep, profound pain. Overwhelmed. 

And being in anguish, He prayed more earnestly, and His sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground. (Luke 22:44)

I don’t know if this will help you in whatever painful situation you are in. But may it be of some comfort to know He understands about having to go through intense pain. He understands it is okay to just weep to God and plead with God for a different way. Jesus understands about our need to surrender to the will of God. 

Our hope remains in the Lord.

Psalm 94:17-19 Unless the Lord had helped me, I would have settled in the silence of the grave. I cried out, “Lord, I am slipping!” But Your unfailing love, O Lord, supported me. When doubts filled my mind, Your comfort gave me renewed hope and cheer.

There is Someone Who can relate to the depth of your intense pain. He will walk with you. He will walk you through it. For He knows. And He loves you. He is faithful and committed to you.

House and home

They had to move. The reasons don’t matter. Just know that they had to move at a most untimely time. Where would they go? What could they afford? They prayed. I prayed. Many joined in on the praying. And then God… someone near knew of someone who had a house. Not advertised as a rental but… it was offered to these people in their time of need - at an exceptionally low rental rate and with utilities included. 

How does this happen? Who says God is not alive and working for our good? Oh my! Talk about a sundae with a cherry on top! It’s an offer they can’t refuse, right? Praise God! Thank you, Jesus! Amen! Can you imagine the giddiness of such a blessing. Now they can look forward with real peace. 

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in Me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with Me that you also may be where I am. (John 14:1-3)

An eternal, amazing, sweet, and loving home. Another offer too good to pass up. You can look forward with real peace as well. As a believer in Jesus this promise of a forever home is yours. 

You remember that feeling as a child when you KNEW you were getting what you asked for for Christmas and you just had to wait for Christmas morning to come? Yeah. Like that. It’s coming. He’s coming. Praise God! Thank You, Jesus! Amen! 

It wasn’t cancer

 Yes, a scary word. I have known many loved ones - both survivors and a few who didn’t.  But it wasn’t cancer that took Moses life. In fact, Deuteronomy 34:7 says he was healthy and still had his wits about him. Not only that, but he was standing on the edge of his dream future. This morning that really hit me hard. To be alive and well and on the verge of stepping into a dream - only to be told you were going to die. Now. You have to wonder what Moses was thinking and feeling at this point. I have to wonder what I would think and feel. Trust, surrender and acceptance are not the first things that come to mind. God’s will for my life concluding like this? Not in sickness or weakness due to age… Moses had none of that. 

Have you had a dream dashed even though you felt ready, willing and able? You could see it. Taste it. Yes. I hear the words TRUST. HAVE FAITH. JUST BELIEVE. Even surrender. But it’s sometimes hard to get my head and heart to go there. His word says His thoughts and ways are higher. We don’t have the understanding equal to an almighty God. 

I’m trying to remember some earthly dreams I chased and am thankful they didn’t pan out. God protected me then and I surely appreciate it. I pray it helps me to remember my life is in His hands. And more than that, not unlike Moses, my surviving testimony is in His hands as I work to trust and follow wherever He leads. 

Isaiah 55:8-11 (the Message):

 “I don’t think the way you think.The way you work isn’t the way I work. ”God’s Decree.“ For as the sky soars high above earth, so the way I work surpasses the way you work, and the way I think is beyond the way you think. Just as rain and snow descend from the skies and don’t go back until they’ve watered the earth, doing their work of making things grow and blossom, producing seed for farmers and food for the hungry, so will the words that come out of My mouth not come back empty-handed. They’ll do the work I sent them to do, they’ll complete the assignment I gave them.