A heavy sigh, a deep breath as she bowed to her knees.  Many tears were shed too often. Brokeness in her heart, a bruised reed, looking for the hope of tomorrow and the whisper of joy.  Lots of clouds but no silver lining.  Heads turned as the silence broke the shrewdest of thoughts.  She walked thro ugh the ruins of a dissatisfied life, down the hallway of shame only to bow at his feet.  The gentle tinkle of a healed heart was seen in her tears as it washed his feet, her hair dried it, her perfume of a repented heart anointed him and her selflessness scented the room with an aroma of newness, restoration and forgiveness.

Mary came with her alabaster box to pour out herself as a perfume of worship. An act that legends are made of and many years later, here we are following her footsteps to the altar of Jesus once again.  Israel was waiting for their hero but Mary, she needed a Saviour. Birth from rebellion and bitterness Mary emerged from the ashes to beauty.

Lovingly, the God of Love reached out his hand of acceptance as He received her sacrificial worship of oneself. An invisible individual just got noticed through the fragrance of her offering . Who would of thought that from nothing, a something would rise. Written off by the laws of Israel, kept captive by the deeds of bondage, broken by the hands of man, yet able to see beyond through the eyes of Christ.  A lost lamb has now returned to the Shepherd.

Many have their Mary moments when there is an overwhelming sense of guilt from a past too heavy to bear where one is too disappointed to consider even being anointed.  To even think it possible for a miracle that will bring the wings of change seems so forlorn.  Mary, she probably thought the same.  A life of meaningless was what she considered her destiny to live.  A circle of being used, ignored, shamed, rejected, passed by, spat upon would be her table of life.  Then Jesus entered in his fullness and glory and loosened the chains that brought her pain. Her circle was now being geometrically and supernaturally altered to the circle of eternal life in Christ. 

"Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so he went to the Pharisee's house and reclined at the table. When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, and as she stood behind him at his feet weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them." (Luke 7:36-38 NIV)

Is your heart to heavy laden, with cares so many. Are their wounds that are bleeding which need a compassionate, forgiving physician.  Is your heart longing for a day of new beginnings?  I invite you now to have a Mary moment and come to his feet.  Receive his forgiveness freely and let your life come into alignment with his plan for you.

Move out of the hallway of shame, doubt and disbelief into the hallway of hope, peace and joy.  Trade in your heart of stone and take a heart of flesh embedded with it a new textbook of life. Your storms will not vanish but it will be stilled.  Let the alabaster box of your mind trust him to guide your feet and restore your journey to life everlasting.

Wake up from where the devil has had you, your mind, your actions and heart for too long .His lie of sin over your life has been destroyed in Jesus name. Walk down the passage of hope. Deaf to the jeering to the point of where reality replaces religion. If Mary could come, so can you. 

Have you had your Mary moment?  Jesus is waiting.

Payer Thought: Here I am O Lord, rewrite my life as I place myself completely in your hands I have fallen short and need your forgiveness and loving kindness.  Take your rightful place in my life and under your wings may I always find my refuge. Create in me a clean heart and let your Holy Spirit find an abiding place in my heart. In Jesus name I pray, Amen.


Hazel Moodley