Today I will perform a small act of foolishness as a token of my abandonment to Christ. I will be the stranger who pours precious ointment on Christ’s head (Mark 14:3), not for any rationalized reason of my own. Yet, there is purpose and value to it that only Christ foresees.
And being in Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, as he sat at meat, there came a woman having an alabaster box of ointment of spikenard very precious; and she brake the box, and poured it on his head.
And so with love. It is not to be analyzed, probed like a scientist conducting a dissection, researched in the recesses of a library, or analyzed like an investment advisor searching for the highest ROI, but simply and genuinely acted upon.
(NB: See Chambers, Utmost and also the Online Companion on February 21 for a description of love.)
It should be further noted that while Mark refers to Mary, in Luke 7:37 the reference is likely to another incident, this time likely a prostitute whose action was one of profound gratitude and unworthiness.
Today I will go to God’s altar our of pure love, profoundly grateful and totally unworthy.