With my tears and my hair.

From Luke 7:36-50

 Here I am Lord a tarnished woman. The oil from my jar is a love gift to You.

My tears stream down to wash Your feet Lord. I am but a sinner let me.

I hear the comments about waste, but had I not done this, I’d have nothing to give.

Sell it they say. 300 Denari I know a high cost even though it would feed so many more.

A balm for my Savior and ointment for Him. This is preparing Him for the grave.

I hear the words that the world will remember me, but that is not why I did what I did.

My gift of love was poured out in sorrow. My tears mingled with the perfume.

His feet they are washed and prepared for His end. I have no towel so I’ll just use my hair. Dry and ready He is going to the cross. His life He has given for you and for me.

Thank you dear Jesus for Your act of service. You have allowed me to live life today.

With hope, joy and courage, I walk now toward You. This race I will finish with refinement from You. Help me to love and forgive as You do. I am but a cracked vessel use me.

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2 thoughts on “With my tears and my hair.

  1. This is one of my favorite stories in the Bible– what a beautiful act of humility before God– such a sacrifice, a willingness to get undignified for the purpose of God… It reminds me of the song my Jennifer Knapp, Hold me Now.

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