“Six days before the Passover, Jesus arrived at Bethany, where Lazarus lived, whom Jesus had raised from the dead. Here a dinner was given in Jesus’ honor. Martha served, while Lazarus was among those reclining at the table with Him. Then Mary took about a pint of pure nard, an expensive perfume; she poured it on Jesus’ feet and wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume” (John 12:1-3).
an excerpt from A Mary Like Me:
One of my dearest friends is a seventy-five year old saint from the mountains of North Carolina . Her family calls her Granny. She is a spunky, shiny, classy woman of God. I love to hear her stories of the Spirit’s promptings in her life.
As our Mary Group discussed this chapter, she shared with us a moment when the Lord led her to do something out of her comfort zone. It involved a man, a pan of water, and the Spirit’s leading to wash this Bible study leader’s feet.
Her eyes lit up with love for the Lord as Granny told her story. She explained that as she began to wash his feet, the entire room fell silent, and the presence of God filled the room. The entire class was embodied in the heavy glory of God that night.
God had told her earlier in the week to wash the man’s feet. She confessed to us her own trepidation to perform this task, but that she was strengthened and blessed as she followed the Spirit’s leading.
I wish I could’ve been there.
Have you been prompted by the Holy Spirit to do something for someone? It’s one thing to have the vision of an angel before you proclaiming your destiny as Mary of Nazareth did, but the Holy Spirit isn’t so easy to see. Do you recognize His promptings?
Pray for ears to hear His voice and faith to follow through. Remember, Mary B. was a disciple of Jesus; she listened to His words and studied His teaching as closely as she could. She knew her Rabbi. As we know Him, we become more assured of the promptings of His Spirit.
Challenge: Spend time with your Rabbi today. Read His words of love and wisdom. Then….go give it away.
Much love and grace,
andy