Pour My Vial of Worship Over You

Last week at Awaken, Gina sang a song by Rita Springer called A Fragrant Offering. I don’t know if I remembered the lyrics because they stood out to me or because we sang it for like half an hour, but either way it left a bit of an impact on me. Especially when the passage in my liturgy the next morning was Mark 14:1-9.

Now the Passover and Unleavened Bread were two days away; and the chief priests and the scribes were seeking how to seize Him by stealth and kill Him; for they were saying, “Not during the festival, otherwise there might be a riot of the people.”While He was in Bethany at the home of Simon the leper, and reclining at the table, there came a woman with an alabaster vial of very costly perfume of pure nard; and she broke the vial and poured it over His head. But some were indignantly remarking to one another, “Why has this perfume been wasted? For this perfume might have been sold for over three hundred denarii, and the money given to the poor.” And they were scolding her.

But Jesus said, “Let her alone; why do you bother her? She has done a good deed to Me.For you always have the poor with you, and whenever you wish you can do good to them; but you do not always have Me.

“She has done what she could; she has anointed My body beforehand for the burial.Truly I say to you, wherever the gospel is preached in the whole world, what this woman has done will also be spoken of in memory of her.”

It was that final verse that really stood out to me. “Wherever the gospel is preached in the whole world, what this woman has done will also be spoken of in memory of her.”

Now typically when I hear this story, there’s several other main points that stand out to me, but this time it was this random statement. Because of the Bible, Jesus’ statement has become true. Two thousand years later we’re still talking about what she did.

And I’ve decided I want to be like her. I want to pour my vial of worship over God so that I can be remembered on this planet as a worshipper. This woman got that. She knew what it was all about. For that reason, we know her today for the worshipper she was.


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